I’m obviously fairly late in coming up with a birthday wishlist, and I initially didn’t want to do so until a close friend of mine confessed she was at her wits end about it. Which then made me realize that I don’t usually make any birthday wishlist public; that’s just being too full of myself.
But since it is my birthday today afterall, the ongoing financial crisis, and that fact that I do feel rather old (just a year away from official adulthood), I decided to be full of myself just this once (I think) and put up a “Happy nineteenth birthday to myself, I wish I could own you” wish list 🙂
It took me some time to come up with this, by the way.
It’s categorized according to type, but in no particular order whatsoever:
Bourjois Volume Clubbing Mascara
L’Oreal Voluminous Mascara Custom Curved Brush
Jodi Picoult’s ‘Handle With Care’
Vladimir Nabokov’s ‘Lolita’
Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt’s ‘The Most Beautiful Book in the World’
SGD $27,000 or a scholarship to the Australian National University’s
School of Arts & Social Sciences
so I can do a BA in Art History & Curatorship
Now of course I’m fully aware that the last three – especially that last one – might be a teeny bit impossible, even for me, but hey a nineteen year old can still dare to dream right?
It’s not like I’m expecting anything; I never do, because to me, birthdays come every year and age can sometimes be an unwanted visitor. I literally woke up this morning feeling no different from any other day, which kinda disappointed me cos I wanted to feel the slightest bit euphoric. The only major milestone for me today was getting to the office half an hour early, which never happened again after the first day so I was pretty stoked in the morning.
Though I guess I should be thankful for the wonders of FaceBook for bringing everyone together, and now my Gmail inbox is full of birthday wishes on my wall.
I’m just over the moon about that fact that people remembered to wish me, is all 🙂
So. Nineteen? Meh, that just means I’m a couple of years closer to turning 21, after which I ‘d want to stop turning older, thank you very much. You know what they say – “Live Fast, Die Young”, & maybe stay pretty.
Thank you so much for making me feel this much loved, guys & dolls. I don’t think anyone has the slightest clue how many times I’ve smiled within the span of less than 12 hours.