The first and last celebration

Somewhere in January 2010, I forgot the exact date, I celebrated my birthday with this group of friends for the first time. Coincidentally, it was my last 21st birthday celebration too.

After plans #A,B,C,D,E,F…n, we headed down to Pete’s Place at Grand Hyatt.

The food:

The food was all right. It’s ok to give this place a miss. Or maybe, it was just the particular pasta I ordered that had failed to impress me.

On the other hand, the ambience was lovely, or was it the company? And, the service crew deserves all the thumbs up!

The people:

(looking really happy there)

[Paul- Why wasn't Paul's photo taken??]

And the

shy me.

Then the song was sung

to signify my yet another year of wisdom.

Before leaving, the five of us had a ball of time taking group photos.

We then had a rollercoaster-ride in Jason’s spaceship to Timbre@Old School.

Since we couldn’t hear each other except for Paul’s and my voices, we took another ride in the spaceship.

And ended up by the pool.

To be frank, it was more than enjoyable to sit around in semi-darkness and chat for hours. That was the best time of the night.

To the four of you, thank you so much for the brain cells each of you killed to think of something memorable for me.

And the card

was exquisite and near perfection if not for

Paul’s flattering comments.

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Looking back, I guess the happiest and most satisfying thing that I had gotten out of my JC days is the four of you.

As I stepped into that campus once again two months ago, I realised that I was not happy during that two years. I hated the lack of freedom and it has only worsened now. Bless the kids.

I regret not mending the friendship earlier. Although the friendship among us five ain’t a comfortable one (to always be on the guard if not we’ll be attacked. lol), it’s genuinely fun to poke fun at each other. None of us will get mad with the constant and never-ending teasing. You good-natured people! I can just shoot my mouth off without being worried of offending anyone (I need to practise careful speech nonetheless. seems to have offended someone with my 8-days jokes ).

Lastly,  cheers to friendship!

Sooooooon…

I.will.update.SOON.

You and Me

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Sun With Moon (Food)

Adding on to the previous Sun With Moon post. Here are the food photos thanks to Karyn!

Fried ebi with unagi roll. Unagi- my soft spot.

A refreshing salad. The chicken was so tender that Karen felt that it was not fully cooked. Eat more greens!

The. Tofu. Cheese. Cake.

I want more.

Lastly,

the birthday girl.

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Gonna go Sun With Moon in a while. Hooked, I say!

My First Day As An Adult (my most intimate post)

Failed.

I spent the early hours of my birthday emo-ing.

Simply because my BF didn’t text me HBD at 0000hrs (he did last year!).

For the whole night, I thought he had forgotten ’bout my birthday! Man, that feeling truly sucks. I didn’t sleep easy and was too stubborn to text/call him first.

Woke up at around 6am, ended up going online.

Googled “my boyfriend forgot my birthday” and “my boyfriend forgot my 21st birthday”. I was that pathetic.

(Are many guys truly so absent-minded? The stories I read were worse than mine and they cheered me up a bit.)

Went back to bed and woke up at 10am. Nothing.

Went back to lie in bed and decided not to get out of it till dinner time.

11.16am. Phone beeped.

A simple ‘good morning’ text from him. With no mention of B’s nor D’s.

I didn’t feel nice and replied, “you forgot”.

He replied that he didn’t and even got me something. Proceeded to wish me HBD.

Still feeling bitter, my reply: thanks (without a full stop, of cos!)

Poor guy called me a couple of times and I refused to pick up. Finally, I texted him, “yea? I was busy.”

He called back and told me to meet in 15 minutes at my place.

Reluctantly, I washed up.

Shortly, I went down to meet him.

Saw his car, and walked really slowly to it.

All this while, through my mind, I was debating to act cool about it or to kick up a big fuss. I chose somewhere in between.

Opened the car door.

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Aww.. My heart melted.

He tried his best to sing a cute birthday song.

Made a wish and blew out the candle.

While eating, he explained that he was so tired and fell asleep last night. And that he honestly didn’t forget my birthday. Proof? This cake which he had to pre-order online a while back. Men…

Since I knew he’s having some issues at hand, my heart gave in.

The moment I saw the cake, I knew I had been overreacting for the past few hours. Hence, I tried to play it real cool like it ain’t no big deal. He saw me through, damn that smart guy!

He asked, “so, what were you busy with”?

Me: *act busy with the cake* Well, Iwaseehelping-nom-mymommywith-nom-something.” An obvious lie. He’s a Matt Parkman! Or a Ria Torres! It was not the first time I was exposed by him; the lies I tried to spin to cover up my occasional immaturity. Heh.

When I went home, I was smiling to myself. Happiness indeed tastes sweeter after the tears.

It’s a love and hate thing with the fact that someone can affect my emotions so much.

“When you can control how people feel/think, you can control what they do.”

But it’s okay to be emotionally manipulated by him. I don’t mind a bit. Call me hopeless.

So, the above is a short summary of my first adult life. Pretty much a greenhorn I would say.

I will do better.

Happy 21st Birthday.

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(A very big thank you to all who had wished me or celebrated/remembered my birthday. Every message and phone call means so much to me. Thank you.)