I woke up at the crack of dawn. It wasn’t because I was excited about the birthday text messages (I switch my phone to airplane mode) nor the birthday wishes on facebook. Reason being, just because.
It could be the weather; it’s been awfully cold and hot these days. And yes, we have rain in SIngapore.
After cooking myself a bowl of mee sua- which signifies long life and traditionally use as a birthday food- I got a call from mom and dad wishing me Happy Birthday. The highlight of my day so far is probably reading Pride and Prejudice. I’m albeit late to the Austen party but well, like what everyone says, ‘ Better late than never! ’
It kind of scares me that I’ll be 21 years old next year.
I remember when I was 12, I wanted to be an adult as soon as I can (whatever that means). At that age I was already looking forward to menopause. Really, it’s tough being a lady. So guys, if your gal or lady friend is clearly in discomfort – PMS- try to be more thoughtful towards them.
I find it a privilege to share the same birthday as George Washington’s. I know, I’m a dork. Say whatever you want, but I think it’s pretty terrific.