HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABYSIS! 
we don't talk as much now, since I've moved to Australia... which is complete RUBBISH because I'm no further away from you when I was in SG than where I am now! You live in freaking CANADA, for heaven's sake. Can't get any further away than that.

May all your dreams (including the one with Josh Hutcherson, sweetie, you can't fool me. I KNOW those dreams) come true! Nicholas may be my 'one true love', but I mean it when I say... you come in a verrrry close second. *winkwink*
Couldn't find a stripper cake for you, or a cake in the shape of a... well, the mail genitals (I still love your writing, and I went back and reread them not too long ago). So here's the next best thing. At least it isn't pink. :P

I'm gonna tell you the same thing my friends told me when I turned sixteen- you're legal to screw (but that doesn't mean you do).

ex-oh-ex-oh,
me.




this may throw your flist page outtawhack, but I don't care, because my babysis is LEGAL (to screw- don't do it, though!).