Thursday, April 26, 2007
Today is the 26th of April. Not that I care much but it's a reminder that in exactly 23 days, is the 21st birthday of someone who was mistakenly brought into this world. Yes, yours truly. In the space of the next two days, I'll be putting up my birthday wishlist. I seriously don't think I'll be doing anything for my 21st birthday since dad thinks like this:
Dad: [Calling me from work] Where are you now?
Me: At home la. Why ah?
Dad: Your birthday coming right? What you planning to do?
Dad: Your birthday coming right? What you planning to do?
Me: Dunno la. I wanna arrange a party. How? Can or not?
Dad: Can. I also thought of the same thing. Book a hall, call all your friends and relatives and all.
Me: *Jaw drops to the floor* Waa! Can! When you wanna start arranging and all? I'll get a few friends to help me with it. DJ all no need to worry. Some of my friends are DJs. Food also no need to worry. I got friends doing catering. I got contacts everywhere. Just tell me what to do. I'll arrange. I can even get everything squeezed in for a thousand dollars.
Me: *Jaw drops to the floor* Waa! Can! When you wanna start arranging and all? I'll get a few friends to help me with it. DJ all no need to worry. Some of my friends are DJs. Food also no need to worry. I got friends doing catering. I got contacts everywhere. Just tell me what to do. I'll arrange. I can even get everything squeezed in for a thousand dollars.
Dad: Ya la. I also can get cheaper than that. You think I don't have connections ah? But when you gonna pass me the $1000?
Me: Heh? Nehmine. Call you back later. You go work.
Labels: 21st Birthday, Dad, Party
