It was Chong’s 35th birthday on Thursday. I had a surprise planned for him. Quite a simple one. I had the help of a friend to come over at 1-3 to bake a cake with me. Chong would be in class then. Perfect timing. We did up the cake in time, but, failing to keep a close watch of time, it got slightly burned. Still tasted fine.
I even invited my Jap neighbours with her girls to come surprise him with me. They brought party poppers, how nice. So, we were all waiting in the dining hall for him to return. The moment we heard the door, we hushed. And out went the party poppers, straight at his face. We sang a song, and ate the cake. Turned out just fine.
