22 At last.

Yesterday was my birthday which made  me 22. Farewell leeching off parents,hello responsibilites. Farewall talking, hello doing. Well, surprisingly, the good people in IT Dept threw a birthday breakfast.McD....:)

Its nice to know some people remember.And while I'm at it, to my evil clone Franco, happy 23rd to you too man.

Spent the night working, and contemplating on the year that was.Hmm.. the year that was...

-I got dumped in favour of educating Mongolian villagers about theology(ask me someday will you?)

-I smashed my car twice, once reversing into a tree

-I got mugged

-I added pounds and grey hair

-I got harassed by ah pons resulting in me freaking out about getting crabs

But as a resultant of that...I

-Met great friends after getting dumped.

-Got a new car (OK- so I'm lying)

-well, at least I wasn't forced to do ketuk ketampi in the balai

-Now I can tell the difference better between a female, and err, 'hairy females' and I know now that you cannot die just by getting talked to by an ah pon.

-I lost stress

And at least I have a job to go to while sulking at my so called life.Great, I'm hungry and its 5am.God help me.

 

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