I promissed myself I would not complain about being single anymore. And I wont. Each time I do, all my married friends pour out thier fustrations on me on how much they miss thier single lives, the freedom of doing whatever they wanted, not having to worry about thier significant other. None of them regret getting married, for I think thier compliants are more related to the adjusting to married life, and I think no matter how long you have been married, there is always going to be an ongoing adjustment to your partner, cos people are dynamic creatures. We change and adapt everyday, innit?

And so I am 30. This turning 30 thing has recently been on my mind allot, even though I have tons of work to flood my mind, and even though I spent 3 days on the Puzzle Bee gave me, I still can’t stop thinking about being 30. Age is just a number, I tell myself. And I shouldn’t concern myself over such silly things as being Single. Especially when I have more important things to worry about in my life, like the recent financial crisis.

I do believe there is a plan, one that for reasons beyond my understanding has not been revealed to me. One where my hearts desires are met, yet perhaps the issue is with my hearts desires in the first place. Do I really know what I desire? Or do I desire the right things for my life? Oh help.

On this day in History..

• 100,000th Visitor Competition - 2007
• Disciplining your child... - 2007
• Of Flower Vendors in Brickfields - 2008

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