So I dug out a performance of Mariah singing Happy Birthday to Muhammad Ali. It’s one of my favourite performances ever ‘cos Mariah sounded like a stone groove smash hit wonder! Whatever that means… hahaha… just means she was excellent. Her voice was in top form and the arrangement of Happy Birthday was just to die for.

Anyway, it’s MY birthday so Happy Birthday to the ‘Greatest‘! That’s what Mariah sings. Thank you, Mariah

I’m so full of myself. But I get to be … ‘cos it’s only ONE day out of the year that is MY day…

My birthday last year was a tough one. Papa was admitted to the hospital on 3 May 2007 and my birthday was on a Saturday and I stayed in the hospital for most of the day watching Papa sleep. I was really sad last birthday actually. Papa’s friend came to do qi gong and I think I had lunch in the hospital. Then I got into a mini accident in front of the hospital and we ate dinner at the Italian restaurant opposite. I felt quite forgotten in the scheme of things but almost near the end of the day Papa woke up briefly and wished me “Happy Birthday”… but he was just so ill then. We just weren’t up to it… I did wear my birthday clothes that Che Che bought for me. It wasn’t very festive. Let’s just leave it at that.

Yesterday, some relatives threw a birthday dinner for me and it was nice…

But it’s a quiet birthday this year… nothing too festive except Mariah singing Happy Birthday ! YEAY!