Happy Birthday.
It's been about three years already, Red Cross times and bubbletea shop bondings after trainings, sitting together with Hwee Gek at the back of 1/3 listening to Mrs Foo, our typical fights and squabbles, hugging and laughing, Cambodian times with your mum and brothers at the airport. And very recently our confessions and sharing sessions, 'cause you're experienced and I'm not. Hahha, BK forever. Or not. I'm not the scandalous one. (:
You're special and awesome, and I don't ever wanna forget you.
Happy Fifteenth, so what if you're just 8 days older than me? I caught up a long time ago, dear. Hahaha.
Love you.

PS. Do you still have your friendship bracelet? Yes, that one I bought in Cambodia. 'Cause I still have mine. Haha.