Tuesday, June 09, 2009
My # # Birthday (I I)
Just a dream, I told myself. It was only a dream. I took a deep breath, and then jumped again when my alarm went off. The little calendar in the corner of the clock's display informed me that today was September thirteenth.
Only a dream, but prophetic enough in one way, at least. Today was my birthday. I was officially eighteen years old.Stephanie Meyer - New Moon----
As we grow, so does our network (thankfully). Met up with my marketing mates at Popeye at Changi Airport for a small get-together(Thankful to have met this group of friends before I graduate.)
After Popeye, we wanted to visit the butterfly garden in T3 as stated in the brochure; only to discover to our dismay, that it is in the transit section. Anyways, we did have some very good time taking 'artistic' photos with my digital camera and ky's 'basic professional camera' (whatever that means).
I hope this budding friendship can maintain throughout and more of such heart-warming memories can be formed as we all grow older.
The importance of friendship and its relationship with managing stress cannot be undermined (According to Dr.
Robert Sapolsky)
Even so, I reckon I should stop before I get all emotional and mushy. *Tissue please*
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SpilLeD by b|uE at 11:32:00 pm
