Monday, November 17, 2008
Due 3 weeks ago . . .
I was too busy to blog about how my birthday went due to work and other stuff. This year I celebrated my birthday at work with my colleagues since I could not take leave due to other people who needs to go on exam leave. So, I have to give in. But after knowing that only one staff from a team will be granted for leave, I have forecasted my leave for the entire of year 2009. So kiasu right.....?????? But, its boring having to work on your birthday itself.
The 1st one who gave me a present was my colleague. She told me that she had to see me urgently at the locker room to tell me about an important issue. So, I make my way up and she surprised me with a gift. It was a forever friends "beruang". And, that was the "important issue"!! The rest of my colleagues sang me a birthday song and treat me to tearounds.
Back from work, my loved ones at home surprised me with a birthday cake. My youngest sis bought me the gladiator sandal. I was not feeling too well actually because 2 days before my birthday, I was spending 3 hours at CGH, having to put on the oxygen mask twice. It stinks like "tayar terbakar"!!!
Then a guyfriend of mine bought me a set of pyjamas from LA SENZA. Another guyfriend of mine met me a week after my birthday and bought me "TWO" pairs of ADIDAS sneakers from LEFTFOOT and also my favourite perfume, LOLITA!! ("Woah!! So banyak!! U better grab the skinny ones!!") Well, only Nadiah and Lina understands what I've said in the previous line.We were like having a tour of the whole town just to get the two pairs of sneakers. Then I went to East Coast Park to meet my squadmate who was blading with her husband. Of course I dont know how to blade. Her husband's friends, 3 of them came to join us for dinner.
And of course, my lovely SIN ladies!!! They got me a GUESS wallet. It is super "gemok" that I can fit everything inside, including my lipgloss!!! But, its nice!! I love it... And of course, birthday wishes that was like "banjir" in my inbox!
I love the 23rd year I must say. . .


