- in my early 20s.
- almost halfway to turning 25.
- no longer a lil girl. (I told myself that last year)
- old (er).
The first thing that happened to me as I welcome the number 22 was getting a majorrrr stomach ache in the morning, at frikkin 6.30am. What a way to start the day right? Totally spoiled my sleep. Oh well, Happy birthday to me, then. Looking forward to tonight though because I'm going for my much awaited karaoke session with the family!!! Must sing MJ songs in his memory.
I had a dumb blonde moment this morning!!! Another way to start my 22nd year on earth. I was doing some follow up for an event and I remember my supervisor telling me about six people attending from a particular publication. So, I happily stated in my record that 6 people will be attending. Today, my supervisor told me that not 6 people are coming, but the column from the publication is called SIX. So dungu of me. Haha.
No matter how sad I am of being older and no longer a teen and no matter how much in denial I am of being 22, I still am very thankful to God for the amazing and wonderful 22 years He has blessed me with. Although there were sucky moments, I am still thankful because that was where I learned to be stronger in myself (I guess) and in my faith. So, praise and thank God for everything He has done for me. Amen!!!
Yes, I am religious. So?
Here's something random, every Friday morning, when I wake up, I hear the Alleluia chorus, sung by a fantastic choir. As lunch time approaches, I head Christmas bells chiming that gives me that happy feeling. Once 5.30pm strikes, I hear fireworks. Good fireworks, just like the ones we see during New Year celebrations. In other words, damn happy that the weekend is heree!! That's how I feel every frikkin Friday ever since I started interning. Drama queen much?
Alrightie. That's all.
PS: As off next Monday, i have 6 weeks to go!!! I can almosttt smell freedom.
PPS: Please lah, someone, anyone. GIMME MTV WORLDSTAGE TICKETS!!!!
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