23rd.
Thanks all who sent in SMS wishes. I'd replied all.
Thanks all who sent in FB messages. I'd replied all.
Thanks all who celebrated my 23rd with me. I felt loved.
Thanks all who involuntarily forgot about it. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
(And of course, I'm joking)
Birthdays are becoming quieter affairs after 21st. Afterall, that marks a little milestone. Probably the next rah-rah birthday year will be when I'm 30th.
It's interesting how recent conversations with friends are turning mature, all of a sudden. There had been discussions about marriage; financial planning; applying for flat (?!) and goals in life etc. Sometimes I do think about issues like these, but there's not always a chance to discuss about them like the way it was done the past week. These conversations made me reflect again, which cannot be more timely, at the turn of my 23rd birthday.
Actually, I really have no big goals or targets in life. Being a very very typical Cancerian, I'm just very homely. Nothing is more important than home and its warmth. I suppose most Cancerians will hope to build his idea of the happiest family, in a home that he will look forward to return to, every single day.
But I do hope to be well-travelled though. A little tangible target that I set about 2 years ago, was to visit at least 50 UNESCO World Heritage Sites. Of course, I'm not going to bind myself to that impractically. Then, I also hoped to reach Uhuru Peak before the ice caps are gone forever. The desired destinations just keep getting longer. But none of these can be fulfilled, unless I've got the wealth. Wealth accumulation IS the problem.
And then there are many friends who're concerned about my blank relationship status. 顺其自然 lah!
人生是黑白的.
11:19 PM <3
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