Secret

Call me secretive, but there are certain things I wish not published in my Facebook. The rest of me, if you'r interested, is in my note: 25 things about me. Anyway it was written on April 1st (in Facebook, anyway), its credibility questionable.

I'd rather hide my birthday, to safe me the embarassment of none well- wisher. Either I was unpopular, or was just being overly self- conscious. Or, it reminds me how my mom went through pains I could never endure to bring me to this world, and I am forever in debt with her. Now why would I enjoy celebrating this day?

Truth be told, I think it's a special day shared only between the 2 of us. OK, make it 3 including my dad. It commemorates the beginning of a very intimate relationship, a life's gift, commencement of a lifetime adventure with endless challenges and surprises.

As luck would have it, one day, the girl I'm dating would ask why haven't I publish my birthday, I would answer in the most romantic way possible, 'The day I was born, is the day I met you'. That'll surely melt her heart, score another few hundreds points in her love-o-meter. This, is the real reason why I'm hiding my birthday, for occassion like this!

Say, I'm writing 'The next 25 things about me'. To be published at the next April 1st.

26. My mom had me rather easily, she was in labour for only bout an hour. Proof is, all my sisters are natal- friendly (go figure, it figures), no wonder 'Lee' is the most common surname around.