My 30th Birthday

As much as I wish I don't have to admit it, I am now 30. Goodbye to being in my 20s.

The last few weeks have been difficult. It was plagued with quarrels after quarrels, mostly with my parents. And I became "homeless" due to sudden renovations at home, hence, requiring me to move out.

Because of numerous issues and displeasure over many things, I've been easily irritable, and haven't been the easiest to please. Dear had a good share of my irritation, and yup, he lost it too.

My birthday didn't start off well. Was left alone at his place, with quarrels continuing via Watsapp. Was feeling so hurt that I was already at the verge of packing and moving out to a hotel..(yes, I'll really be officially homeless..). Lost I was with how I'm gonna spend the rest of my day alone, and how I am gonna make the rest of my birthday a less miserable one.

Just then, he came home. "I was worried u will pack and leave. Knowing what u r like, I'm sure the first thing u will do is look for food..so I was thinking where u would go first if u had left. Thankfully u haven't left. Sorry, I won't raise my voice at u again.." he said.

And the rest of the evening was blissful again. Went to the marina club at Sentosa for my birthday dinner. It wasn't the nicest meal, but I was very happy. 

Thank you Dear...I love you..