happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place
I was about to summarise the past year and reflect on how things have changed but then I realised that so many goodbyes were slotted into the many months that made up all that time gone. So there's really no point in being pessimistic about the whole thing now. Let bygones be bygones and let live the good times.
First off there are so many people to thank for making my birthday such a memorable one. All of you who gave me presents, cards, food (!) sent messages, emails and snail mail really made my day and thanks also to all 36 of you who came last Friday night and the good few who stayed back to terrorise my neighbours until 6 in the morning. I would give you the chugging statistics but I would only be scaring myself really. Thanks also for the pasta, chicken chop, brownies, fried oyster, chee cheong fun, chicken wings, penang rojak and fried taufoo that I got all in one day. I wanted chicken rice and pork ball soup but I was already full up to my throat with all that food. Feeling like a pig is not necessarily a bad feeling when it's your birthday. Excessive eating takes on a new meaning when it's the day the numbers in your age change. We watched Epic Movie and it was so damn ridiculous but provided a few good laughs for what it's worth.
It's been so damn hot and boring lately. I used to appreciate the little moments when I had privacy and now whenever I'm alone I just want company. I want to be passionate about something. Channel all my energy and emotions into the performing arts or team sports or something. I know it may sound really strange but I like coming home totally exhausted from doing something I like. I attain so much of satisfaction from that and it might actually set me in a direction somewhere.
Sharmin
First off there are so many people to thank for making my birthday such a memorable one. All of you who gave me presents, cards, food (!) sent messages, emails and snail mail really made my day and thanks also to all 36 of you who came last Friday night and the good few who stayed back to terrorise my neighbours until 6 in the morning. I would give you the chugging statistics but I would only be scaring myself really. Thanks also for the pasta, chicken chop, brownies, fried oyster, chee cheong fun, chicken wings, penang rojak and fried taufoo that I got all in one day. I wanted chicken rice and pork ball soup but I was already full up to my throat with all that food. Feeling like a pig is not necessarily a bad feeling when it's your birthday. Excessive eating takes on a new meaning when it's the day the numbers in your age change. We watched Epic Movie and it was so damn ridiculous but provided a few good laughs for what it's worth.
It's been so damn hot and boring lately. I used to appreciate the little moments when I had privacy and now whenever I'm alone I just want company. I want to be passionate about something. Channel all my energy and emotions into the performing arts or team sports or something. I know it may sound really strange but I like coming home totally exhausted from doing something I like. I attain so much of satisfaction from that and it might actually set me in a direction somewhere.
Sharmin