Lozenges: to be sucked slowly when necessary

Seriously, why is there an innuendo on the packaging of my prescribed lozenges from the doctor? *giggles*

So yes, today is the first day of Ramadhan and here’s what I did (or didn’t do technically):

1. Woke up for sahur despite the worsening sore throat. The sore throat started last night and it was worse when I woke up and my head felt extremely heavy with a blocked + slightly runny nose – go figure.

2. Went to the doctor’s and got 2 days MC – just like I predicted. Was given seriously disgusting pills. 2 of them have puke-worthy aftertaste (especially the deceptive small and red flu pill!!) To make things worse, my antibiotics is in the form of capsules. I can already foresee plenty of medicine time drama that can only happen to me.

If only pills are candies, then i wouldn’t have any trouble at all. In fact, I might suffer from an overdose.

Look: happy pills!

3. Broke my fast, took the meds and completely concussed for most of the afternoon. The sleep went on and on and it was pretty good. Must be due to the fact that the paracetamol given to me is also a muscle relaxant + my disgusting flu pill “causes drowsiness in some people”. Believe me, I am always that “some people”.

4. Watched an episode of Grey’s Anatomy before taking the meds again.

5. So here I am, half awake typing out this post. Should be concussing again in no time. You have no idea how much difficulty I went through just typing out this post. I must have turned slightly dyslexic and very unfocused, seeing how I had difficulty typing and spelling words correctly. But of course you don’t see the mistakes because the perfectionist in me shines through the drowsiness.

My words don’t make sense? Too bad. I warned you in twitter that I’m blogging while drowsy.

Why we accidentally bite our tongue sometimes

Once in awhile, I would accidentally bite my tongue and/or the sides of my mouth. It’s not a conscious act but I swear that it happens. FP normally disregards it saying that nobody ever bites their own tongue, but hey it’s me – I’ve punched myself by accident for God’s sake.

So just now at lunch, it happened again out of nowhere. One moment I was trying to process the conversation that my colleagues were having and in a split second, I bit my tongue really, really hard. Harder than I’ve ever done before. The pain lingered for awhile, almost numbing that bit of my tongue and I just continued eating once it has subsided for a bit.

But 3 hours later, the pain is still there, at the left front part of my tongue. Still stinging, still slightly numb. I can’t figure out why I keep biting my own mouth for no reason at all so I do what any self-respecting geeky girl would do. I Googled it.

And this was what I got:

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So this proves 2 things: 1) that I’m not the only one biting the innards of my mouth subconciously and 2) there’s a logical explanation for it.

So there. We learn something new everyday. Now I’m just hoping this sensation goes away soon.

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The Deal with Red Hair

I’m obsessed with red hair. You must have seen me mention it somewhere, sometime.

If you ask me why I like red hair, I don’t even have a clue on how to answer that. Red hair makes a girl so lively and makes her stand out. A quirky personality is always tied with redheads. They are fun, they are artistic, they are lovely, they stand out in a crowd of dull brunettes and overrated blonds.

Here are some of the red heads I’ve come to love:

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Hayley Williams of Paramore

There’s so much to love about Hayley other than her awesome signature red hair. She’s down-to-earth, despite her fame and talent. She’s fun and adorable. She’s just lovable, ’nuff said. If a girl can understand why guys find another girl so appealing, then that girl is truly amazing and attractive. And I understand it completely. She’s absolutely the best. Click here to follow her on Twitter.

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Felicia Day

Felicia Day is of course from the epic gaming web series The Guild. She writes the script for the infectious web series and is an avid gamer. She’s just awesome. Yet another example of redheads being fun and creative. Click here to follow her on Twitter

You can also watch this music video from the season 4 of The Guild. Seriously love her hair in this vid!

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Isla Fisher

Funny how I only notice Isla Fisher and her lovely red hair yesterday when I watched The Pleasure of Your Company yesterday on TV. I only came across the movie when channel surfing. Loved her in the movie, so adorable she is! Weird how I never noticed her before this, when I absolutely loved her in Confessions of a Shopaholic!
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Amy Adams

How could anyone not love Amy Adams after watching Enchanted? Red heads make such fine princesses (plus she had McDreamy), which brings me to our next redhead:

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Ariel, the little mermaid

She’s my favourite Disney princess. She’s (here we go again), adorable. Of all the Disney princesses, she’s the only one not stifled and rigid. Plus, she has the best hair. Obviously. The other princesses has blonde, black or brown hair – which is boring, boring and boring.

I’ve always thought that my love for red hair is developed over recent years. But a few days back, when I came across a picture of Kim Possible while surfing, I realized that I’ve had a liking for redheads for many, many years – without really realizing it.

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Kim Possible was possibly my favourite cartoon on Disney Channel years back. At that time, I just thought she’s a kick-ass chick with really nice hair. But looking back, I think it was the start of my love for red hair. I just didn’t know it yet.

Blonds certainly do not have more fun than everybody else. It’s the redheads, for the win.

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What would you do if you have 3 more years to live?

It’s not a well-known fact, but I’ve always had a feeling I am not going to live past age 30. I can’t explain it, it’s just a weird feeling.

I don’t even know if it’s going to be a reality so I go about my daily life normally, but it is always at the back of my mind. Then once in awhile, a huge thought will land on me asking me, “What if all you have are your 20′s? Have you accomplished enough? Have you done all you wanted to do?”

To which my answer would be NO. I haven’t accomplished anything really, and I am certainly not doing the things I want to do and love to do. Not all anyway. Sometimes when this fear creeps up on me, I’d be so scared that I’ll just vanish one day, leaving nothing behind. Not a memory, not a legacy and no trail of thought.

Which is why I force myself to blog, as a means of documenting my life. In a way, this is killing two birds with one stone. I love blogging and writing, and I haven’t had much time for it, especially in the past 2 and a half years – what with my crazy workload. But I’m going to start now.

My challenge for August would be to blog every single day. No matter how short or silly the post is, I will post up something.

And to answer the question posed in the title for this blog post, here are the things I’d like to do / have been meaning to do / have missed doing:

1) Observe & Learn
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I’d like to sit down somewhere and just people watch. Not just normal people watching but analyze relationships between families, couples and write down my observations. I’ve done this before but without the writing part. Damn what am i carrying a notebook and pen in my bag all the time then?

It’s really interesting sometimes what comes out from observing people. It’s like analyzing a literature novel live. It’s like taking a step back and just seeing the world from a detached point of view.

2) Reading
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I’d like to read everything that I can get hold of. I’ve picked up my reading speed again this past few months. It just feels good getting lost in the world of books, in this age of technology and fluff.

I’ve noticed that as I grow older, my choice of books have evolved as well. My taste in books have grown more mature. I tend to read modern classics now, with the occasional chick-lit novels. I’m not being pretentious here, but it’s just an observation, since I’ve been reading all my life.

There are some things I’d like to re-read and that includes Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen, the entire Harry Potter series as well as the.. Twilight Series. And oh, if I could just finish reading Emma by Jane Austen and Alice in Wonderland for just once in this lifetime!

3) Travelling
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I’d like to travel the world, visit exotic places, have new experiences across the oceans. It’s sad to say I haven’t travelled all that much at my age, when I’m such a huge lover of culture, food and heritage. There’s so much to explore in this world. FP and I have planned to set aside time to travel. We’d probably take one trip at year end, or early next year – and then a short trip quarterly. And I’ll blog about the trips and possibly make travel scrapbooks! What’s not to love?

Some places that I’d like to visit:

- Japan: to have REAL sushi, lol and to see the cherry blossoms!
- China: life long dream, to see the great wall of china and the terracotta soldiers
- Australia: just because.
- Europe: So many places in Europe itself!
- New Zealand: New spot for the honeymoon (move over, Rome!)
- Disneyland again
- Some parts of USA
- Certain Indonesian spots such as: Bali, Bintan, Bandung, Puncak
- Some parts of Malaysia: I’d love to travel to Malaysia by train again!

4) Crafts
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Doing crafts, just for fun or selling them. I really miss this. It is a good feeling to create something completely by hand and having someone pay for it. I wonder what would it have been if I carried on with my ribbon roses business. I had huge plans for it when I was younger, but I knew that I had to get proper work experience first before I can build up the craft business. Perhaps the time is now?

If you’ve noticed, I love trying out new crafts on my own. Never going for proper classes but just meddling and self learning. Such as making felt food, then felt dolls. Even the art of making ribbon roses was self-attained.

My latest interest would have to be clay miniatures, which I haven’t tried yet but already know where to stock up on the books and materials ;)

Perhaps, I should just go ahead and take up classes to enhance my unpolished knowledge and then do something with it.

5) Writing
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I really love to write, and it is such a shame that I haven’t even written a short story up till now, even though that’s all I’ve been wanting to do since I was a teenager. I’ve even stopped writing poems. The only writing I do these days is the occassional blog post (which is going to be a daily blog post) and that doesn’t really sum up as writing.

I think it would be a dream to be a columnist somewhere, but where I always lose out when it comes to writing jobs is that I do not have any writing samples! Blog posts are never a reference that employers would want to refer to so, I’m practically screwed because I’ve wasted the past 10 years not writing anything that can be useful right now.

So, I’m going to build the momentum up, starting with blogging daily, and slowly but surely I’ll go back to writing stories (haven’t done this since I was a child) and perhaps composing poems.

6) Baking & Cooking
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Baking was something I took great interest in sometime last year and I haven’t touched it since. Not because I am not interested in in anymore, but I simply do not have the time. But baking is certainly something I’d like to go back to. I have not perfected making cupcakes and decorating them!

So I should go and take up proper baking classes!

And cooking is something I’ve been wanting to try out but haven’t done anything about it. But I really should.

7) Keeping Fit & Taking Care of Myself
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I’ve not been really happy with my body for the past year. Yes to the naked eye, I’m still thin, small and weightless. But I know myself and I know that my figure now is not what it used to be, and I really don’t like it.

I need to lose all this weight and get back to what I used to be. And to do that, I’d have to keep fit and start running and exercising. Eating right is no problem, I have great self control. It’s just the exercise part I’m worried about, I’m not exactly sport spice you know? Just waiting for FP to get all better so we can start our exercise regime together!

Don’t get me started on the taking care of myself part. I say this to myself every year; and every year I find myself not being taken care of! Tsk.

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As you can see, I’m a simple girl with simple wishes for this life time. I don’t wish for wealth or LV bags. If I manage to fulfill some of these and I don’t get to live past 30, I’d be happy already. What would you do if you had 3 years more to live?

Artica – a hell of a find.

I am very particular when it comes to doing anything to my hair, so I am forever on the lookout for good hair dressers. It does not help that every time I found a good and versatile hairdresser, the shop will relocate in the next few months and become impossible to trace.

So, in recent times, I’ve been pretty sick of my hair. It’s gotten too long, too thick and too messy. But I didn’t have a hairdresser to go to because my previous one disappeared into thin air. But I couldn’t take the mess anymore. So I googled, and read forums and found out about this salon called Artica.

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I still had my doubts about if of course despite reading good stuff about it but I went ahead with it anyway. And I have no regrets whatsoever.

When I first went into the salon, they told me they are full and to leave my number and they’ll call me as soon as they can slot me in. So I went shopping :D

Close to an hour and a half later, still no phone call but I went back to the salon and indeed they are just about done and more than welcome to do up my hair.

Here are the reasons why I was giving so much praise for Artica on twitter:

1) they keep restocking magazines in front of me, even the newspaper. and when a guy came in, they provided him male magazines even though he told them it’s okay. This is called catering to the needs of different clients.

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2) they had a menu for complimentary drinks. i was shocked when a guy showed me a piece of laminated paper, and got even more surprised when it was a menu for drinks, on the house. They offered things like coffee and others (didn’t really look at it, was just in awe of the menu). I didn’t want a drink because as it was, I already brought a cup of bubble tea to the salon.

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3) Still on the topic of drinks, it was getting cold because it was raining. They asked me again if I wanted coffee. Loves, right?

4) They didn’t “recommend” me any shampoo (like other salons do). This is a very welcomed change.

5) Their price was really reasonable, doesn’t matter if it’s because they were having some promotions (later on, I found out that they always have discounts and promotions). This is the cheapest I’ve paid for a professionally done hair cut :)

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6) They gave me my fringe, without telling me they “can’t because [my] hair has a natural curl”. They gave me my fringe, by overcoming the problem, without even mentioning the problem. This is the second time in 7 years a hair stylist is able to do that. So that explains how awesome this salon is :)

I’ve learned to measure the skill of a hairstylist by the answer I get when I say I want a fringe. For the past 3 visits to other salons, I’ve gotten a flat no. And how they suck.

7) They called me soon after I left their salon, to let me know I’ve left behind my shopping bags (shoes!!) Bliss! :)

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For those of you who want to check out this place, here is the name card.

The address and contact number reads:

Far East Plaza
#04-82 Singapore 228213

Phone: 6836 2891

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Handwritten movie tickets

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These are actually valid movie tickets.

Went to watch the Diary of a Wimpy Kid movie yesterday (nice show by the way) and we bought our tickets online, because lazy people do not queue for their movie tickets. :P

So when I went to collect the tickets, the printer decided to stop working (it had been working until it was my turn to collect the tickets). So the guy at the counter made me these handwritten tickets! He smiled at me sheepishly while saying, “These are manual tickets, you can still use them to get in. I’m sorry but our printer broke down.”

Well don’t be sorry. It’s really fantastic and unique. How many people have had handwritten movie tickets? Or shall we say manual movie tickets? There is such a nice, retro feeling to this.

Old school, even.

And by mere coincidence (or perhaps the cinema gods wanted to help me prove my point), the printer got up and running again after it was my turn and the people behind me got their regular and boringly printed movie tickets.

That, my friends, is what I call fate.

Or maybe it’s my way of contributing to Earth Hour because I’d be in the movie theater during the dark hour anyway. So forgoing the use of electronics to get my movie ticket is my way of paying tribute to the hour.

Hur hur hur. I just made that up.

Perhaps we should forgo emails and blogs for the entire month and replacing it with handwritten letters and good old diaries. And we can call it Earth Month. What say you? But if we did that then trees will die and we will all be told to use paperless methods, so as to save the trees.

It’s another chicken and egg problem, and there is no pleasing everybody. And that’s how the cookie always crumbles.

2010 – New Year, New Resolutions.

I’m back from a really fun-filled and completely impromptu Malaysia trip. I haven’t been in Singapore since New Year’s Eve so the new year practically begins for me now.

(Blog post abt Malaysia Trip – 3 cities in 3 days will come later. Awaiting pics from official photographer)

So anyway, with a new year comes new resolutions. And I am normally pretty good with resolutions so here goes:

1. I will take better care of myself. This means drinking enough water, getting enough sleep and putting myself before others when the need arises.

2. I will not let the small things bug me. This means I have to be more patient and not get angry and upset easily.

3. I will not let idiots get the better of me. There are too many idiots and only one me. If I let them get to me, they will trample all over me.

4. I will be a happy person.

5. I will not be late for work.

6. Which brings us to: I will not wake up late in the morning.

7. I will not let anybody push me around. I am not a pushover (anymore).

8. I will not try to strive for perfection every time. It’s okay to make mistakes.

9. Since I learned how to bake last year, I will learn how to cook this year!

10. I will take up an enrichment course of any kind (learn a language perhaps? or learn a new craft?)

11. I will blog regularly.

That’s the eleven that I can think of right now. There might be more along the way and will add on as we go along.

I hope I can keep all these 10, especially about me not being late for work hehehe.

Have a great new year guys and girls. 2010 will be an awesome year, you just know it.

2009, a reflection (Part 1)

I feel exhausted. It’s as if the accumulated exhaustion of this entire year has decided to ambush me at year end.

2009 has been a very long year to say the least.

Health

I’ve been a complete klutz this year. Awfully accident prone and oftenly sick. Who could forget my week long MC as I lay in bed thinking I was gonna die from food poisoning? Drama Queen, that I am :P

Or the time that I sprained both ankles (which led to both entire legs hurting so much) just because I took a wrong landing as I jumped over a ditch? And I came back from the hospital with both legs bandaged? Haha :)

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or what about the time I sprained my hand and arm from slamming a door really hard?

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Yes a cam whore never misses a chance to cam whore. Even if it means taking the photo with her sprained hand. Tsk.

I think this year I took more MCs than I would annual leaves haha. Let’s hope for better health next year then. Maybe I shouldn’t mention here that I’ve been having chest pains. But oh well, I just did. Shh.

Career

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I worked so damn hard this year. Looking back on my accomplishments at work this year, I feel a tinge of pride. It’s truly a lot of work to have come thus far. I’ve learnt so many things, gotten to know so many new people, people come people go.

My teams in Jakarta grew by leaps and bounds and suddenly I have 2 incredibly big, capable and talented teams there that I can rely at any given time or day. And these two teams practically make two out of many firm foundations of the site. :P

And for the first time, I’ve started growing a team in Singapore too. Incredible. Even though it is something very new (less than a month), it has been incredibly exciting and fun to have my own team here. :)

More powers indeed come with extra responsibilities, as I’ve learned this year.

Of course with success come haters, which I totally do not give a shit about. 2009 has been an amazing year at work, despite the fact that I came close to giving up completely once or twice. I really am glad I didn’t. Here’s to another long, exciting and rewarding work year in 2010!

Personal Achievements

This is where I wish I can that I’ve learned how to ride a bicycle, or completed a marathon or won awards. But I didn’t achieve any of that. But what I did achieve (on a personal basis) are:

1) I finally got a domain. Thank you Toni, Nico and Indra for helping with the set up. and thank you FP for teaching me how to change my own theme, lol. Yes I work for a website but I can still be a tech-idiot at times.

2) I survived an earthquake. Even though I couldnt sleep for 2 weeks after that.

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3) I learned how to bake! First for FP’s birthday cake (hehehe) and then for my own pleasure. Which reminds me, I haven’t baked in months!

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4) I survived levels 3 and 4 of crazy spicy buffalo wings, despite sweat, tears and crazy internal heat. and the runs.

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Part II still in the works. Be patient!

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life is a riddle

My hands and fingers are feeling numb. The last time this happened, I passed out in my kitchen soon after.

I remained sick and weak for weeks. I was so afraid I was going to die, or be paralyzed and most importantly losing my independence.

I remember when I woke up from passing out, I still felt numbness in my hands. And I was frightened at losing my memory. So I silently recited to myself: the alphabet, my birthday, lex’s and my anniversary, celebrity birthdays, lyrics – anything and everything that convinced me that I haven’t lost my brain matter.

I still remember the fear I had in me that day, and the weeks after that when I was recovering. I feared unable to do things by myself, to have to rely on others. I couldn’t stand the thought of it.

That was the closest I had to dying in my adult life. But I am no stranger to death.

In fact, the reason why I am still alive and the intelligent (yes I am) and creative individual that I am boils down to my neighbours who were doctors.

Had they not rushed me to the hospital, beating all the red lights – I would have been dead or at best brain dead. And did I mention that I was only 6 months old when that happened?

6 months, not 6 years. What could a 6 month old know about? Nothing. And there I was so close to death. I always wonder what would have happened, if I didn’t pull through then. Or sometimes, I wonder why did I pull through? Is there a reason? Was it a sign that I am a very strong person, even as a baby?

And then as I grew up, there are times when I wonder – what would it be like to die young? Would I be one of those people who died in their teens? Even now, I keep wondering things like – Would I be one of those people who die in their 20s?

Morbid I know, but I can’t help it.

For one thing, I have never pictured myself as an old lady. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t imagine it. And we all know how crazy my imagination can get, so it scares me a little to not be able to even visualize how I’d look like maybe 40 years down the road. or even 20 years.

Perhaps it has to do with me afraid of getting old, I’ve blogged about it before. But it’s like the Flash Forward show. The guy who couldn’t see 6 months into his future – might be dead in 6 months.

Or perhaps it’s my child-like nature that prevents me from imagining things that adults and elderly go through. Like how some people stay forever young?

Whatever it is, everybody has got to go someday whether they like it or not. And as Dumbledore said, “Death is but the next great adventure!”

Maybe I’ll die before 30, or at the ripe age of 75 or just nice at 50. Whatever it is, I just hope to live my life to the fullest and leaving behind traces that do make a difference in people’s life, no matter how insignificant it may be.

Life is a riddle, and life is fragile. Maybe I survived the ordeal at 6 month old, because I am meant to do something great. Or perhaps I was given a chance to start my life on a new slate. There has to be a reason why I survived, because everything happens for a reason.

Beyond a quarter of a century

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In less than two hours time, I will be saying goodbye to being 25 and say hello to becoming a 26 year old girl. woman. person.

I’m not sure why I am always so pensive on the eve of my birthday. A very good friend of mine once told me that birthdays are not for celebrating. She told me that a birthday is actually the most sacred of days. As your birthday draws closer, your soul becomes too vulnerable and in this time period, anything can happen.

At some point of time, your soul will become so vulnerable that there is a thin line between life and death.

Such is the seriousness of having birthdays, which makes me wonder in what way birthdays are supposed to be happy and joyous occassions?

And turning 26 has gotten me quite frenzied for a number of silly reasons.

1) it is a little over a quarter, making me 1/4 ancient
2) I don’t like even numbers. This is highly ironic because it’s normally when my age is an even number that my life seems better. Hmm.
3) I’m just emo and reflective for no reason at all

This doesn’t mean I’m not looking forward to my birthday and all the hush hush plans ;)

There is a reason why I take leave from work on my birthday every year. It may seem egotistical but hey, if I don’t love myself enough to do that, nobody will. To me, my birthday is always special because it is MY day and the begininning of my wonderful existence.

(yes my fans, I am indeed my biggest fan :P )

So to carry on with my explanation. So in my head since I was young (younger, I mean), my birthday has always been a sort of a personal holiday for me. I would look forward to it from the beginning of the year. A

And then start counting down to it a month before the actual date. It’s crazy, but true.

And don’t let me get started on birthday week and birthday month. I have it written somewhere, in an invisible clause that things should always go my way during my birthday month, and especially my birhday week.

If I could, I would have wanted a birthday year, but that would just be silly, won’t it? :P

But as I grew older (an wiser, hopefully), I have shortlisted it down to birthday week. Thank God I have a bf who indulges in my every whim and fancy – not that I abuse it :P

So as the clock strikes 12 later (though I was technically born at 11 am sharp!), I will look back to my year as a 25 year old and be happy with how much I’ve grown and to appreciate everything I have. And once I’ve done that, I can look forward to an even-year of 26.

The little girl who wanted to be a princess is always a princess. Bring it on :)