I know no one reads blogs anymore but....

This is a birthday message dedicated to my one and only papa~

I know it’s 2025 and no one reads blogs anymore, but if you happen to stumble upon this one, you probably know me — yenyi. Almost 20 years ago, my dad started this blog, just documenting life for the sake of it. It’s filled with the most random things: pictures, family trips, memes... nothing particularly interesting, really.

But as I grew up, I found myself coming back to this blog over and over again, reading through whatever random things were posted. I guess I was fascinated by the idea of my dad being young, just like any normal person, far from the responsible, heroic figure parents are often portrayed to be. I was so proud to have such a fun dad—someone who casually posted every random thought online long before content creators were a thing.

If you haven’t noticed, many of the posts after 2008 are about me. From my birth to my first chickenpox, my cries, and some random things I might have said if I could talk...yall online have seen it all. It's nice to think back on my childhood from my parents' perspective, knowing they cared enough to document every single moment of my life from the day I was born. I remember telling my parents that I might not actually have memories from my childhood; most of them are made up in my mind through the videos of little me. And I think I’m really lucky to have all those pictures, videos, and blogs to look back on.

Beyond the blog, papa, you’ve taken me on so many daddy-daughter dates, shared insane ghost stories (like the long-haired ghost under the banana tree and in the school toilet), and crazy conspiracy theories (like how the Earth could be flat and how we should all pray to the sun). You’ve taught me so many unconventional life rules that I still live by (like how money you find on the street is yours no matter what), and convinced me of many stupid ideas (like how i can call Santa through your phone and track his location, which it took me too long to figure it was just an app). The fact that you always stand your ground, even on the most unconventional things, surprises me every time, and I truly respect you for it. You’ve truly shaped me into a crazy yet unique person, with my own wild ideas and identity.

Besides all that nonsense, papa, you've been there for me so much. You solve every problem I have, without fail (especially all the tech stuff), and I know I can always count on you to fall back on. You've always reassured me that everything will work out with such confidence, and because of that, you've given me the ability to dream and go high. Even if things don’t always go as planned, I know I’ll always have my papa with me.

So, I guess all I want to say is thank you, papa. Thank you for always putting me at the center of attention. Thank you for being there through thick and thin. I know this blog has been inactive for a while, but I hope this is a nice surprise. Happy 45th birthday, papa! As you age with more wisdom and advice, I hope you will find time today to stay youthful and full of nonsense again — just like this blog. Love you so much!