Dear myself,

One more year! One more year older! Though we are quite bummed that we're getting older, but we are happy today. We don't need any presents because we are just happy that some people remember. And it's enough to make our day.

We have reached the age when we don't need any presents... and just someone to remember. Sure, presents are nice, but the smile of theirs when they say 'happy birthday' is worth more than the presents. Their voice is more beautiful than any presents.

But I haven't blown the candle or eat the cake yet... hmmm. Oh well, at least I had my birthday noodle.