The picture is kind of inaccurate. My birthday was two days ago. Yes, I turned a year olderNow I’m 20 years old and probably obliged to act a little more grown up. Before this I’d always objected to the reality that I wouldn’t be a teenager anymore, but now that I’ve actually crossed the point of no return I just feel the same
I’m still a girl who loves cute things, hunts for My Melody and Moomin cafes in Japan, takes too many pictures of food, and gets stuffed toys for birthday gifts.
Mostly because I asked my dad for it(It’s a collaboration item between Rascal the raccoon and Nameko the mushroom)
My dad had to go back to his workplace overseas, so we celebrated a bit earlier before he left. The cake on top was a gift for him so we ate it for my birthday! What great timing. It was fancy too, a yuzu cream sponge cake with white chocolate flowers and almond sable
On the day itself, my mom and my brother took me out for lunch at a family buffet restaurant. Naturally I had a field day with the dessert table, and half my lunch ended up being cakes. But it’s my birthday and I’ll eat as many cakes as I want today!
…is what I said but I’m still finishing off the leftover yuzu cake in the fridge. I’m just going to take it as my birthweek and treat myself for a bit longer