The Weekend I turned 30

My memory seems to get worse as I age, now that I’m 30, its better for me to keep my memory safe in this blog in case one day I can’t remember what I want to remember. If you know me well enough, you know how bad my memory is becoming! I think I need to take more brain boosting food or sort.

July is the month I look forward to welcoming every year. I don’t have many friends who will throw me birthday party nor treat me to meals nor shower me with gifts every year, but I do have people who care and those who I love that will always remember. And then with Facebook, all your friends will see your name appearing at the right side of their feed that its your birthday, those who care enough will post a greeting on your wall or send you a private message (so that they don’t get notified whenever someone else posts after him/her). The cutest wish I got was from my ex-student who can’t post on my Facebook wall (cos I disallowed anyone to do so) and sent me a message on Whatsapp instead. Technology sure brings everyone closer don’t you agree?

To all of you-know-who-you-are out there, thank you for your well wishes!

This was how my July started this year…

1 July, Friday was Transformer 3: Dark of the moon in 3D at Vivo City with late night dinner at Marche.

Saturday started early for me with Abang’s first appointment with HDB for the sale of his house. As warned by Mum, its going to take awhile for the whole procedure to complete, which took about an hour. Lunch was at Ellenborough Market Café at Swissotel Merchant Court; just cause I wanted to eat their Durian Penyat. Rest of the dishes were alright, and I think the standard of the Durian Penyat also dropped. It just didn’t taste as good as I remember.

There after, it was shopping at Plaza Singapura and used my one-time birthday discount of 25% at Made With Love. As we waited for time to past we had a mini tea party at Tea Cosy. Abang’s a scone person, I’m not. But the scones at Tea Cosy changed my opinion of scones! We should do more of such tea party again! Perhaps next at The Rose Veranda, Shangri-La Hotel.

Night ended with PressPausePlay at Sinema, Old School. I booked the tickets out of impulse after chancing over it on Twitter. Trailer looks enticing enough to make me pay $24 to catch it with Abang. During the show, some sparks occurred in mind and at the end of it, the only thing that was stuck in our minds was the global masturbation part when everyone become a producer/creator. Well, at least I get to listen to Seth Godin share about his experience.

On Sunday, 3 Jul, THE day, was spent mugging over pitches in bed on my MBP. After 5.5 hours of doing that, I suddenly became very emo and almost cried out loud alone in the room. This is what happen when a woman, in the stage I’m in, is left to spend most part of the day on her 30th birthday alone. I was saved by Abang when he picked me up at 6.30pm for some shopping and dinner at Wheelock Place.

Craving was satisfied tonight. Though not as crispy and nice as I remembered but still the taste of truffle fries made my rather miserable day better.

To reward myself for hitting the big 3, I wanted to get a new bag for myself. After some quick search online, I decided to get a laptop bag that will fit my going-to-be-purchased-15″-MBP. The purchase was a rather manly Navy blue CÔTE et CIEL Messenger bag from Cumulus and ended up Abang paid for it.

That’s how I spent my birthday weekend. Thank you Abang for the companionship and love as always and forever. >.< Happy 30th birthday to me!

2 Replies to “The Weekend I turned 30”

  1. Congratulations on reaching a new state of maturity!  You can always stay forever 25 though if you wish.  For me, I’m having some problems recognising that I’m no longer in my 30s though… lol

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