Apparently...

It's my birthday.

One of the reasons I've always enjoyed having an early birthday is because I can almost never get jumped on in school and beaten to pulp for the ridiculous reason that its my birthday. I think we do that in MBS because we think its cool if our birthdate and deathdate are the same.

Anyway...

As usual, the birthday gifts trickle in slowly and with no appreciable effect.
1 Tim Tam Chocolate from my music teacher
1 Kit Kat Chunky from my brother's girlfriend, I believe.
1 Mango with Sago and Pomelo soup thingy from my mum at Sweet Hut or something like that...
1 Seiko Chronograph from my dad...^^

Not a bad turnout even if I do say so myself.

Picked up my brother from his residential college in the morning, then went to MidValley to shop around a little...ended up buying nothing anyway. Then, we celebrated my birthday at Tony Roma's. As usual, it was a battle between me and ribs. Just when I thought everything was over, the dessert arrived...and the birthday song was sung by the guys from TR. Very nicely done, very nicely done. ^^

My bro and I were talking about watches and this was basically how the conversation went:

Me: Why would anyone wear watches in outer space?
Bro: To keep time...duh~~~
Me: Yeah, but why?
Bro: So that, like, if there's only enough oxygen for 30 minutes during a space walk, the astronaut would know when to get back into the ship. If not, he, like, dies.
*Pause while I think of a comeback*
Me: YOLO!! Haha.
Bro: *Facepalm* Bodoh...