Birthday #Part 1

*Argh* *Groan* Thank you to everyone who made my birthday party a killer. I died but I'm alive again. The day started off with lunch at Brewerkz. I had a huge-ass meal with the bbq combo consisting of half a chicken and ribs. Not to mention jugs and jugs of beer, in the afternoon! I have to admit, the new Irish red ale rocks. Currently giving IPA a good run for its money, in my opinion. At this point, the only thing that was cleaner than the contents of my stomach was the singapore river, and that says a lot. James the bitch was threatening to reveal every secret I had to my mum being in the stupor that he was, but lucky him, he didnt.

By the way, James fell in love with a pudgy waitress, calling her "MY LOVELY LADY". Haha sabo-ed.

But I wanted to drink more! So we headed down to Cafe Iguana, where we had margaritas and I also had strange tequila mixes. By this time my five livers were working overtime. But I was loving it! The best way to drink is to keep a perpetual highness, not to get drunk fast, puke, etc, but to maintain that high, it's an art my friends. Early and special thanks goes out to:-

• My mum!
• My sis!
• Buzz!
• James!
• Shilai!

Then we headed off to sentosa.

To be continued...

23 years older or 23 years closer to death? You decide.

I'll be turning 23 in 3 hours or so. Birthdays used to be exciting, filled with presents, calls from people you hadn't heard from for donkey years and spending time with loved ones, friends and family included. Well it used to be exciting. Now for me, it's just another day which brings with it more responsibilty and burden.

Responsibilities bound to increase:

• Getting a permanent job
• Supporting myself financially
• Being totally independent
• Taking care of my family
• Living up to expectations of me

Burdens bound to get heavier:

• Money
• Money
• Money

Need I say more? Money makes the world go round. Only a fool wouldn't realise this.

NO MONEY = NO GIRLFRIEND, NO CAR, NO LIFE = DEATH

=P

Even with my birthday looming, all I can think about is money. Strange isn't it. When all I used to think about before my birthdates were what presents I was gonna get and whether I would get what I wanted. The best birthday present I could get this year would be for someone to offer me a well paying job, no I dont want money, I want the potential and option of earning it, lots of it. Talk about a difficult birthday present? Haha. Well that's me. Easy to please but hard to satisfy.

Regardless I will try to enjoy myself with my close friends at sentosa. RSVP! Drinking would be a good idea, what else is there to do?

P.S. I love my baboo

P.P.S. Happy birthday all march babies!

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