Kobe, under the flying colors of purple and gold, may not have attained the dreamed double 3peat, but he has attained his very own double 3. Kobe turned 33 last August 23, 2011. Hell yeah! We celebrated his birthday, AGAIN.
And yes, this is a super delayed post. Sloth is who I am.
Though I feel obliged to write something for Kobe, I digress from that. I'm just lost for words when it comes to Kobe. Words can never contain how great he is, and how great our (my sister and I) love for him is. Kobe Bryant is our ultimate and supreme idol in the whole vast universe, of course, besides God. God will always be supreme. We're talking about a human being here. So yeah, that would be Kobe. Kobe, not the chosen one, but THE one. Another reason is that I get too emotional when it comes to Kobe. Being him as my ultimate idol, of course, I would get too emotional. Who wouldn't? Okay. I'll just blab about the day THE ONE was born and how we, unknown beings to Kobe, celebrated his birthday.
On the 23rd of August 2011, happiness was the aura at home. I was so happy with Mama. She always does something every year to support my sister and I during Kobe's birthday. We're so fortunate to have a mother like her. She bought a Mango cake and an ube ice cream. Purp and yellow. Purp and yellow. Purp and yellow. Yeah! Uhuh! You know what it is! The mango cake and ube ice ceam are so Laker-ish! Mama also cooked lechon paksiw. Delicioso! Junk foods also found their way towards our house.
Before we ate dinner, I led the prayer. I do not recall my exact prayer, but I remember what it was about. I thanked God, first and foremost, for another year of Kobe's life. I prayed for Kobe to be always safe and healthy. I asked God for the Lakers to win the NBA World Champions, again. I prayed for Kobe to be the MVP, all-star, regular season, and finals. I was about to end the prayer, then sissy Ira added, we pray for God to grant our Lakers dream - to be able to watch a Lakers game in Staples Center LIVE, and Kobe is playing. We asked Him for Kobe to stay longer in NBA. Gosh! I'm having teary eyes while I'm typing. This is why I do not want to write seriously when Kobe is the subject. AMEN! Then we devoured the food on the table.
HAPPY 33rd BIRTHDAY, KOBE BRYANT!
WE LOVE YOU SUPER DUPER MUCH, ALWAYS AND FOREVER.
|the mango cake and the ube ice cream|
|kobe-customized cake, again, haha|
|favorite Bebong's cakes and pastries - cheap and delicious :P|
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