the most excitable post yet.

Happy belated birthday to myself!!!!

Had an almost week-long celebration and it was fantastic!! Must be one of the best birthdays ever!! Received loads of presents too, so thank you all for your presence, presents and wishes!

Am two and a half days away from Tokyo!! Can you believe it, how time flies?!

Have not started packing nor changed my money! Must start tonight or i'm going to eternally regret this!

Having the mother of all cramps! Thank god it came now and not two days later or i'll be feeling murderous!

There's been some changes at work, and it's a chance for progression for me...! Not sure if i want to do this but a shot is a shot is a shot right, who knows how far i might be able to climb!!

Ok need to go back to do work, just thought i'd shout out to let you all know i'm still alive!!

I ROCK!!

the saddest girl in the world.

I'm majorly depressed. Apparently third time lucky is not my number. Made my spirits so high only to be brought down with a mighty bang. And it's worse this time because they actually said they will let me try, but before you know it, it was a futile attempt once again. No one should be this upset on the eve of her birthday. I feel like crying.

Not only that, EVERYTHING has gone downhill. And yes i mean everything. Had a major fight with him last week, so much so that it's difficult to salvage whatever remnants there are left in the first place.

Nope i'm definitely not at fault this time i swear. Maybe my only fault was being wayyyy too nice. Which i can also swear that it won't happen again in the near future.

But i'm glad for friends.

Thank you Joce for 'organising' a beer fest at Brewerkz tonight, and thanks to Jac, Becks, Iris & Kenneth for attending.

Thank you girls for bringing me to watch my husband Edward on the big screen tomorrow, and hopefully that will keep me distracted enough.

Thank you girls once again, cousin and my own friends for attending my drinking session on Saturday.

What would i do without all of you...?

No one should be this sad on the eve of her birthday though.

and it's all going downhill.

Wowwwwwwww... 8 days to my birthday. Funnily enough, i don't feel that excited. I wonder why.

Ooh can you believe my run is this weekend? I am sooooo not prepared can haha. Ok even though it's only a 4km run but still. For a person who counts running after buses as running, 4km is no easy feat ok. But i'm most worried about the weather. What if after the time in the sun i get tanned?? Or worse, unevenly tanned???! God i'm freaking myself out.

Back to my birthday. I think i'm only looking forward to drinking. No him, and no him either so, that's that then. Eh come on, it is my birthday, so i have the perogative to be a mega hong-ster okayyyyy. If you can't be hong on your birthday, then which other day can you be hong until the cows come home?

Hope i don't go home drunk and end up sleeping with a plastic bag. Again. For like the forty billionth time. *shudder*

Ok just that thought alone is enough to give me second thoughts. Think i should cancel and be a hermit. *ribbit*

Oh wait that's Kermit the frog... You see what getting older does to you.

happy (almost) birthday to me.

Oh god this blog is like dead. Let me, the magician, resuscitate it. Can you believe i haven't been blogging not because to contrary belief that i'm lazy, but am extremely busy?

All i can say is that thank god it's going to be over. I think. Actually on hindsight i don't think so. Maybe not as busy as these past weeks, but definitely still busy busy.

What i want to announce after my long absence is: NOVEMBER IS THE BEST MONTH IN THE YEAR!! Why?? Simply because of the fact that it's my birthday month. I turn a quarter of a century old this year can you believe it. I sure can't. It feels like just last year that i celebrated my 21st so how can it be that four years have flashed by?? Un-fucking-believable!!!!!!!!

So anyway that is not the main point that i want to make. As you know year after year, i have always shamelessly asked for what i want, and amazingly, I HAVE NEVER GOTTEN WHAT I WANTED. How can you all bear to break this young girl's fragile heart????

So this year i will try a different strategy. Instead of asking, i will wait. Just wait for someone to ask me what i want. My list this year is not long, not at all.... In fact there is only one thing i want.... And you know it damn well, but you are just playing dumb.

Then again with my kind of shit-ass  luck, i might just be asking for it. Dangadoodadoo.

Ok let's come to a compromise. If i don't ask for anything, then can you at least turn up for my party??

Ahhhhh fugggggg i'm getting mildly depressed just thinking of it. Must think happy thoughts. Like how fabulous my birthday dress (which i bought way back in June) is going to look. Like how i'll have perfect hair and beautiful nails. Like how pleased i'll be with all those drinks. Like how i'll feel blessed to have people remembering my birthday. Like how happy you are going to make me if you only knew.

But......... Ah fish head curry just bloody forget it.

goo goo bloody ga ga.

You know, i've always thought i was kinda smart and wise. Not genius kind of smart and Confucius kind of wise, but just enough to survive in this world. And i sometimes have this superiority mentality that i'm better than those young punks out there.

And then i read my cousin's blog, and it made me smile. Char's always kind of quirky, and most of her entries are hilarious, but this particular one was nonsensical yet wise at the same time. Which made me think whether i have changed over the years, or do the younger ones really have it easier because they have not gone through certain experiences yet.

I have always defended myself by saying i'm still the same old me all these years, but after reading that entry, it made me ponder if i'm really what i always proclaim. Foe example, i never used to care much about money (not in a maniacal way anyway), but nowadays i always say i'm driven by money, and would go the extra mile to get my hands on more.

And you know how anti-marriage/kids i am. But my colleague's wife and kid who just came in made me go all gooey-eyed. Dri says my 'mummy genes' are kicking in. I say oh god no!! Not at a grand old age of 25!! Freaky, no??

Oh goddddddd, i'm turning into a softie. I bet you i couldn't win a show down with a marshmallow even if i tried now.