Turning 18

The Big ONE - EIGHT

Parties! Drinking! Gambling! Driving! The works!
The grand poo-bah of birthdays.

It's not all as grand as it's made out to be.

On the 16th of January...

I went to work.

Yup, I went to work in the morning. Unbelievable as it may seem, but that's what I did. One girl turned 18 a week before me, and she took a whole week off, along with a trip to Melbourne sponsered by her parents.

I didn't get amazing and grand presents. [I'm wondering whether my parents have secretly joined a Jehovah's Witness group] I did get some nice stuff from my aunt though. And a great many thanks to the people to sent me birthday wishes, either via Facebook, or via sms. =)
My work friends were great though, they got me pressies. :P I have cool colleagues.

But you know what...I think I'll just hang around for my 21st birthday before I throw the grand celebration.

After all, what can possibly be done at the age of 18? I could drink. If I'd started getting my Ls earlier, I would've been able to drive.
But I don't have my keys out into the world yet. No place to call my own. No car. Not even my licence.

Okay, so the licence bit is kind of my fault. But still.

And if anyone wants to buy me a car, it'd be greatly appreciated. :P

I'm in no rush to grow up...even though I probably should be.

Besides...hopefully by the time I hit 21, everyone will have saved more money and will have no excuse to not getg me bigger, better and grander presents. :P

The 18th year is celebrated by all and many, far and wide. In the Philippines, the 18th birthday is a huge thing to celebrate, possibly due to all the American influence. It's strange, because I never really knew where I would end up celebrating my 18th birthday. And now I've ended up here. In a place where I watch paint dry for fun. In a place where I know I'll never settle.
Ridiculous isn't it. The supposedly best birthday of my life, and this is where I am.

Still, it then makes more sense to wait till my 21st so I can go somewhere else before I hit 21 and celebrate it in the place of my choice.

I finally found someone who shares the same birthdate with me- Joe Kor, my cousin-in-law. Happy birthday. =)

Mishy <3

Growing Up

Unfortunately, I no longer have a host of teachers, the admin staff plus the school headmaster/mistress to force me to do what is necessary.

Which, okay, kind of sucks.

I mean, no one should HAVE to tell me to get my drivers licence. Most kids are running amok trying to get it as early as they can.
I on the other hand, seem to be a tad too lazy to just get on with it. And I'm going to turn 18 in a week, the age when I SHOULD be driving myself around already...
But never mind, I'll get there.

Eventually.

Then there's work. I really am not the kind of person who will be happy standing at the counter the whole day. As a responsible adult, I should be busy serving customers and looking like a happy individual, and honing my skills in the office politics and gossip department.

Who'm I kidding?? I can't stand there and serve 200 people a day...it's simply not the most invigorating thing to be doing. And trying to make myself look interesting to my colleagues is pretty much almost a wate of my time. Especially since I doubt I'll stay all that long.
Okay, so I know I should be patient, sitting back and just...waiting for my life to be-
Ohmigosh, what crap am I SPOUTING? I can't believe I'm even thinking this to myself. I should be out there...either telling people what to do or to be told what to do.
I think I prefer the former. Grrr, grow up, grow up, grow up

-gin, seeing as uni is but a month away!

That's the other bit. Melbourne Melbourne Melbourne.
But mum wants Perth. Well not wants. Prefers. And I want Melbourne. Which is so much better mind you. That arts course is to die for.
Or, in my case, move for.

Who's the one going to university anyway, don't I get to choose, regardless???

Okay, yeah, so I've got to grow up. Out with the old, and on with the new. I'm almost 18 for crying out loud!

Crap, I don't even drink. How in the world am I supposed to socialise with a new generation of slobbering idiots who can't string two words together without mentioning 'crunk' or 'drunk' in one of them. Although some are nice. The intelligent ones are my friends. =)

...New experiences, new places to go...

What'm I talking about, I've already been to more places than a centenerian has in their entire life...

I should be excited about 2009. I AM excited about 2009.

I just wish I could cope with it much better.

Mishy <3

"Celebrate Good Times...C'mon!"

I love the months from December to February.

It's always jam packed, full of activity, and usually the time when I get most of my presents. :P

So, December- Christmas! Need I say more?

Then in January, there's New Years [which is always good since it's a holiday]. Then there's also my birthday!

Finally, there's Chinese New Year, which falls from between january to February, but take fifteen days to celebrate and always ends sometime in February.

This makes the months from December to February one long, extended happy celebration for me and the rest of my family.

Hooray!

Kinda sad though, to think that this multi-celebration is coming to an end in another month or so. =(

Mishy <3

New Year's Resolutions - 2oo9

I don't usually do this. In fact, I sometimes forget it's new years. I live for the fireworks, and to me that's all that matters during this time.
So you can imagine why people are calling me weird when I don't want to attend some New Year's Eve Party and do a countdown. Bo-ring. I like looking at fireworks, they're enough for me.

But back to the actual point: New Year's Reslutions!

In 2oo9, I will...

1. Go to the university of my choice. [Melbourne, Melbourne, MELBOURNE!]

2. Take up dancing [preferably latin]

3. Join choir again.

4. Put in a HUGE effort to keep in touch with people. [which I always do, but no time like the present to put in more?]

5. Get my Ls, learn to drive and get my P1s and hopefully P2s by the end of the year.

6. Buy a car. A nice car. One that hopefully needs no work done to it.

7. Finally learn a new language and learn it well. [unlike my failed attempts at malay and mandarin]

8. Save up for a new phone and camera.

9. Save up for a trip overseas. [Japan? :P]

10. Stop spending so much. [kinda kills all the other spending resolutions don't it?]

11. Learn to cook more than my usual fare.

Some of the unusual New Year greetings I came across over the years deserve to be shared.

Wishing everyone a South African New Year:
May good luck stalk you and hapiness attack you wherever you go.

May your miseries be hijacked and worries be pickpocketed. Eish!

Another cute one I came across was-

My wish for you in 2oo9:
May peace break into your home and may thieves come to steal your debts.

May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet for $100 bills.

May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips!

May happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy.

May all worries by drown in the pool of laugher and joy!

Happy New Year everyone, and may it bring peace and happiness...however it comes to you!

Mishy <3