June 7th, 2009
A Self-Reminder
It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged now. Partly because I have been busy with work, partly because my trusty Toshiba laptop have finally called it quits. Laptops never seem to last on me…I wonder why. A new one is out of the question of course, since I have much bigger things to worry about now that it’s almost exactly a year till the big day! (And I’m still chubby!)
There’s alot that I want to write about…but nothing that I dare to put here. I should probably utilise the diary Baby got for me two birthdays ago…but I find myself procrastinating as usual on that front. And so here I am…rambling on about nothing in particular.
I’ve been downloading The Bill Cosby show, partly because my parents wanted it, and also because I was curious. I wanted to know whether I would still find it to be as funny as I thought it was when I was seven. And guess what, it still is! Call me old-fashioned but I find everything in the Bill Cosby show to still be relevant. And something about his comedic timing that never fails to make me laugh. I can never understand how someone can find The Simpsons to be funny. (Unfortunately, Baby is one of them).
My dear friend Kasthuri celebrated her birthday yesterday. Happy Birthday Kas!! In my birthday message, I told her, “Haha, you’re 24!” And all she said was, “Dei, wait till next month, then you know!”. Sigh…she’s right, in a month’s time, I’ll be 24 too.
I really shouldn’t complain about getting older when I am still in my early twenties. It seems almost impertinent, as if ungrateful. In fact, at 23 going on 24, I’ve got a lot going on in my life that most of my peers can only dream about. A steady job, steady relationship, loving family and friends. Sometimes, I feel that I don’t deserve it.
But sometimes, no matter how good one has it, they need to be constantly reminded on just how much they have to be grateful for.
So…here’s a reminder to myself. To be grateful.