Wk's surprise!

Once upon a time, there was a girlcalled Wk who really, really liked people to remember and celebrate her birthday for her. Her close friends and also her not-so-close friends all know of this fact because well, she told everybody this. There was also this one time when she forced her friends to call her on her birthday even though she was in Australia. She would very thoughtfully remind her friends that her birthday is approaching weeks to even months beforehand, but of course, all these adorable character traits were why her friends love her so.

However, this year, things changed as our dear girl was rather enamoured of other more important things (studying for the o&g tests lar, what were you thinking) than to remind her friends. And thus, a cunning, cunneeeng plan (to be said in evil villain lousy french accent) was hatched.

In the days leading up to her birthday, all was quiet, much like the calm before a storm (sheesh, am i melodramatic or what). There were no talk about meeting up for her birthday or asking her what presents she wanted. Our poor Wk grew more and more desolate, thinking that everybody forgot her birthday. Little did she know that her friends were in a planning frenzy. If you were to eavesdrop on their conversation , you would hear whispers of “balloons” and “cake”. Even the kind and extremely generous wine-providing sister has been roped in to help bring the cuckoo to the nest, so to speak. (Don't “huh” me, i thought those cops in bad chinese movies always say, “the cuckoo has landed” when they spot their target?)

D-day began bright and early, and the cunneeeng friends met up to travel to the scene of the crime (aka the party location aka at sister's bf''s super nice wine-tasting room). One cunneeng-er friend even have the ingenuity (if i do say so myself) to give her a morning “happy birthday” sms and to ask Wk to join her in an outing with some other friends later in the day. When Wk replied that she was going shopping with her sister (this is the bringing the cuckoo part), the friend said with a tinge of sadness that she would go herself. (heeheehee i'm laughing in glee)

And thus, a balloon-blowing,


streamers-hanging,

candle-lighting frenzy was embarked upon, followed by a tense waiting in silence and darkness. But all was worth it and the surprise party was a success as the cuckoo was well and truly surprised. It was just so satisfying to see her so happy and touched:

so touched!!! 


Surprise party a success!