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Friday, March 10, 2006
Dun wanna grow up... =(

Being very blessed with friends who love me, I've been receiving queries about what I want for the approaching B-day. Yes, that Big day... You know, the day my mom experienced the most excruciating pain of her life? The same day that my dad realized how much his crafting skills needs to be improved?

Yep, that day.

And so, being the nice friend that I also am, I've figured that I need to make appropriate responses to your queries. Therefore, presenting *ahem* the wish list:

Small tube of mascara
Muffin and/or loaf tins
Black A4-able bag (nice of course)

No mammoth feat there... Except for the last item, which is on my eternal wish list. I've been wanting one since I started uni!

2 months to graduation but the quest goes on.

But seriously, turning 23 is surprisingly quite low key for me. More than anything, I'm beginning to feel adult. Or rather, Singaporean adult.

Trust me, there's a difference. =p

So the Singaporean was thinking about my approaching birthday and it goes:

Wah, birthday coming soon hor.
Yea... it's a Saturday. What do I have to do on that day?
Let me see. Wah! Quite fully packed leh.
In that case, I'd have to do some rescheduling.
Wah. Like that ah. You have work to do?
Absolutely. I'm looking forward to getting down to work more than anything.
How about meeting up with friends? Anyone asked you yet?
Actually, yes... but seems like I can't make it.
Ya lor... have to do work.

And when my conscious and subconscious selves merge and agree on something (for once) who am I to disagree?

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