The ABCs of growing up

I can’t believe I’ll be 31 years old this coming December. You don’t have to worry people, this will be the only entry I’ll ever mention of my birthday again, as I hate to share about anything too personal i.e birthdays.

I’m not the birthday-eeee type of person, I don’t celebrate it, never did once enjoyed them, and would always feel uncomfortable.

I just don’t know why, but I was ‘taught’ growing up to do so.

That sort of thing or luxury never did happen in my family, so I’m not bothered or give a fuss about my own birthday. But of course I would like to change that when I’ve a family of my own.

Birthdays or otherwise, I just don’t like the idea of being the center of attraction. If ya know me, I hate being in the ‘spotlight’. If possible I always try to keep such events small and closed.

Jeeeeeeez yes … thirty one freaking years old. For me personally, I’m still stuck on my “going on nineteen turning twenty” phase of my life. Where did the decade went?

On a physiological level, I just wish I had gone through puberty much faster than other kids back then. When they were having theirs, I was still pondering where was mine. Yoohooo Mr. Puberty, you’re an ass!

I’ve always been a late bloomer, and now I’ve this chest hair thingie going on here with me these days. No it’s not Ah-Meng hairy type of course, but just hairy enough to be sexy, haha. I’ve even gotten compliments about it, of all things, go figure …

The point of this entry today is that, when I was sixteen, I was hoping I was thirty. And now that I’m thirty, I’m hoping that I was sixteen. Life can be really cruel eh.

What life has taught me is that “just to live your life for the NOW”, if you’re a kid, be a kid, don’t be in a hurry to grow up. That sort of thing ya know.

Now that I’m in my 30′s I’ve come to accept things and myself as they are, mellowed, matured, and sexier! I might not have a perfect life, but I’m always trying to attain more of perfect moments.

Imogen Heap – Speeding Cars LIVE

My advice for the day, “Let sleeping dogs lie”.