it's exactly 1 month to yours truly's 21st birthday and instead of looking forward to it, i'm kind of dreading the day in fact. 21 is when you are officially an adult in the eyes of the law and pretty much just about everyone. even though i kinda gave up being a child ages ago, it was still great to take comfort in the fact that you aren't all that grown up. well not anymore i guess.

come that fateful day, rest assured that there'll be no awkward gatherings of friends with me being the only common point, no fanfare and fireworks, and (i'm hoping) no birthday cakes. there's nothing like blowing 2big candles coupled with a tiny 1 to make you feel your age.

presents are always welcomed though.

gosh. can you imagine what happens when i turn 30? -.-

note:

tmr's the start of the month long hungry ghost festival. take care of yourself guys. don't stay out too late and don't turn around when you hear your name being called out while walking alone at night. unless you dropped your wallet or something.

i'm under strict orders to be home by 8pm (huat ah?) but paranoid me reckon i'll be back latest 6.