Happy Birthday to me...

Happy Birthday to me, I said to myself when I was in front of the mirror this morning.

Stew was the first person who greeted me at 12.05am but I was rather expected he gave something to me instead. And he didn't. Until I'm at the petrol kiosk to fill up my fuel tank, I found something new that I never know it should be belong to me. Yeah... it's a brand new wallet from him. Not a brand like LV, G? or Coach but an ordinary brand and I found it suit to my daily use. What else can I expect him huh??

Thanks dear....