silent night, except for the radio music in the background.

actually i on the radio just to soften the deafening silence, which can be rather eerie at night.

went out with meng in the afternoon to catch up and we both had good buys at the end of the day(:

i realised when i went out shopping with my friends, it's basically just chatting while walking aimlessly ard.

sometimes, we dont even enter any shops. to say the truth, im really not a shopping person.

i will usually go check on a thing for a few times, make sure tt it can make me like it everytime i went, before i finally decided to buy.

perhaps cause im not a love at first sight, but rather a ri jiu sheng qing person? haha.

yeah anw we end up sitting in front of the high-end, expensive looking perfume shop to chat(:

i didn't know tt it a promotional technique to spray perfume into the air to attract unknowing customers! but i must say it's a rather effective mtd! customers came streaming in after a few sprays at the entrance of the shop!

anw we chatted a lot, of  how life is now and also the future.

i think my life now, and i dont need to be a fortune teller to know tt my working life in another few years to be is anything but happening.

haha a little secret of mine, sometimes i feel a bit down and empty after reading others' blogs.

their lives are so colourful that it makes mine paled in comparison. void of the dreams, talents, events.

no i shoulden't say it is void, just tt my dreams dont seem big as theirs, my talents dont seem as brilliant as theirs, and my events, daily mundane ones, are definitely not as happening as theirs.

so sometimes..

perhaps, it's due to the silent night now.

 

 

im currently reading corner shop by Roopa Farooki, whiling away the last 30 minutes of my 19th. it's been some times since i read books other than those that were forcefully thrust to me in my first year of accountancy. No, i don't dislike my course, i just dont like the way we are forced to read the textbook; scrutinising the text for all the various concepts, the leisure and pleasure of reading just simply evaporates. Throw me a text and a bed to snuggle in, it's more effective than any sleep-inducing drug. just finished reading angels and demon, i prefer it to the davinci code. the book was exciting and it amazes me even more when i flipped to "The Facts" page after reading the book. it intrigues me in the the way he created fiction from facts.

 

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I think as I get older, the excitement of birthday reduces over the years.  I still remember when i was young, i used to count down excitedly to my brithday, weeks before the actual day. Haha now i realises it only when other people reminded me.

13 yr old cousin: Heys Happie 20th bdae! twenty. haha

Me: Thanx a lot!

13 yr old cousin: welcome. twenty is old.

Me: I know that -.-

13 yr old cousin: Glad you know. but still, Happy birthday!

 

yeah i agree, 20 sounds a big difference from 19. 25 sounds older and at 30, i think ppl will start calling me aunty. not the truth though, cos even now, my neighbour's kid always calls me aunty even though her grandma always try toemphasis tt it is jiejie. and kids are suppose to be those that dont tell lies, aren't they?

 

yep my birthday was v normal. went to have a swim w xinyi in the morn, lunched at delifrance before heading for tuition. made sushi after that, before heading home for dinner. so this basically sums up the day. yet at the end of the day i still dont feel any difference from ytd when i was still sweet 19.

u don't call it sweet 20 anymore isn't it?