Twen-TEEN

Today is my last day the word TEEN is heard when someone asks me my age. After this, it'll be Twen-TY, not twen-TEEN. Hah! and soon, it'll be twenty-one..thirty one..AHHH!! Its not like I could go around telling people, "Oh hi, I'm twen-teen" or "I'm twent-TEEN four and I'm engaged to my boyfriend, at least for now".

Come to think of it, I have one more year to fool around (not that I can do much considering that I'm in my final year), then I'll be able to vote for a change. And I'm loving the fact that I'll be graduating with an Honours degree before I turn 21! Wheeee... not many can say that =)

This year's birthday celebration will just be me, myself and I. No partying, no wild nights for me, na daa.. cause my dearest boyfriend would then pop 1001 questions for me (You seem to be having a lot of "family dinners" these days. I don't know what the truth is but remember, karma's a bitch when I'm part of it). Instead, my mum knew me so well that she gave me 300 quid just to spend on "special occassions". I have prepared a shopping list just for the sake of doing it. I never stick to them. You can ask PS, think she might know. I'll say "Oh, I need to buy a pair of heels". I'll end up going back either with more than a pair of heels or a bag instead.

Till then, I'll be nice

xoxo, -carmen-

p/s men are liars. one minute they tell you that they'll do something, the next minute, they pretend as though they didn't say it. Oh f*** you, you know what I'm referring to