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today my bday


Yes today is my bday,
but according to our calender
.

I am 19 yrs old
God last year of my teens !!

i got to enjoy it
hope will be able to ??

mom dad were the first to wish me n i really liked the way they wished me

they called me inside the room and as i opened the lite they wished me

isnt it a gud day to start posting frm ??

Comments

Raheel said…
Wish you many many happy returns of the day..!! May you get all what you wish for and have a beautiful year ahead... take care.. love, luck n wishes - Raheel
Unknown said…
Its her b'day again on Sunday, so she'll be 20yrs old! Phew! thats called growing up!
Tanaz Kerawala said…
dumdum i wont be 20 ill jus be 19 n my bday isnt on sunday
u dont even remm whens my bday :(
Unknown said…
oops! sorry sweetu about the day, i remember the date, but mistook the day while looking at the calendar!
And how come you wont be 20?? everyone's age increases with their b'day, and as becoz u have b'day twice a year your age += 2 per year! :P

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