So I turn 30 officially. Marking the end of my 20s… days of my youth, days of my daze, days of my search for the meaning of life.
Here’s to the next decade of living my dreams of travelling the world, near and far, with the wonderful man who is my best friend, my emotional pillar, my lover.
I hope we will stay together, with the silliest, furriest cats, and hope our relationship will only get stronger through the years.
Hope we would never ever have to face a zombie apocalypse and in turn, starvation and suffering. Hope we would stay healthy and able.
I wish for health and happiness to my family and my dearest friends… I promise I will try to be less jealous of your life and love mine even more.
In the years ahead, I look forward to be finally debt-free and be able to eventually work in a job of leisure… so I can take life easier and to enjoy it better. I want to live a life of fewer anxieties and it’s definitely well within my reach.
I love you Latte, Cookie, Gravy, Sweet Pie, Mystique, Mao Mao, Tian Tian, Ham and Cheese… thank you for coming into my life and making it really furry and stinky with your poop. It’s been great having pets in my own home.
I have no idea what else I can be thankful for, but I’m glad to say I didn’t waste my 20s. I partied like an animal, I cried my heart out, I puked my guts out, I made lots of friends, I achieved glory in my career, I experienced bits of the world outside Singapore, I enjoyed food, booze, love and laughter…
Happy 30th birthday to me.