Thoughts at 30

i am officially 30. lol.

Just some random thoughts.

bern has been nagging me to change my IC. He is even more anxious than the Singapore Government.

i think being 30 is a milestone man. I don’t have post 30 withdrawal syndromes. Thank and Praise the Lord for His preservation throughout all these years. Pray that I will continue to grow in Him and be a useful vessel in His plan.

I’ve been telling my family that at 30 yrs old, i am an asset, not a liability. hehehe..

think my mom is super proud that her daughter is now 30 yrs old.. it’s an achievement. gives her the sense pride and satisfaction.

mom and aunt treated the whole family and me to dinner last sunday at a very cheap and good zi char stall

mil bought me a cake (last yr pil bought me a drawer to put in the room

fil bought yummy breakfast from chinatown (Very good paos and siew mais)

boss bought me a card and 30 dollar voucher (cos i’m 30!) and a half day time off.. awesome!

my dear sisters came down to my office and bought me lunch.. super sweet of them, despite the traveling and distance!

bern.. treated me dinner at sushi tei. i ordered like there’s no tomorrow. he also got me very big roses bouquet delivered to office.. *so sweet*

hehe.. he is so funny. cos he really panicked on what to get for me.. totally clueless.. ( i told him no need liao..=P)

so he prayed and eventually bought the surprise gift at the last minute.

i like it(the present) very much, not because of the gift but the thought, effort  and deliberation he put into in. i know it is not something that he will normally do, but he did it, out of his love for me.

so thanks honey for everything, i am truly blessed to have you as my hubby!

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