As the date approaches, I realize I have so little time to prepare myself to be an adult. 21 may not be the end all, be all. After all, Baby has sailed through the 20s and found nothing too exciting to kill him. Neither has anybody ever indicated that it’s the dying age.

BUT, how do we prepare ourselves to be official adults overnight?

I strongly doubt if I’ll feel any difference. However, the party makes me feel as though it is indeed a humongous deal. It feels as though my life’s going to change magically as I blow out the candles. Or I’m going to wake up to find a different me at the stroke of 12.

I never meant to make it into a big hoo-ha. But considering the fact that my parents has got ONLY 1 daughter, one baby girl, one nui er, one xiao meimei whose on her way to becoming a da meimei, I should grant them a chance to announce to their world that I’m officially 21!

Anyway, the crux of my early life crisis has not so much to do with the party, but rather the events I’ve been through so far. Life certainly hasn’t been easy. I’ll did fly through each phase of my life easily. I simply find it easier as I step closer to death each day.

However, one thing led to another and here I am, being a trainee teacher with a stable relationship finally. Not much of an accomplishment by benchmark, yet I’m satisfied that my life has come thus far and arrived at a satisfactory stage. (Hey, 21 is not old okies! Its like the peak of life!)

I have an enjoyable though monstrous job. I’m with my Baby whom makes me laugh till my tummy aches at 6am. I have my girlfriends whose rubbish is on par with mine. I have a nice gang of girlfriends with boyfriends who loves my boyfriend. I have a boyfriend who acts like my girlfriends at times. I have a baby who drives me to and from work and basically anywhere in Singapore. I have the spending power some people does not have. I am able to be independent financially, emotionally and mentally.

I am happy.

I should be.

P.S. Baby, I love you even though you share half your ass with the people in Junction 8. if you read this, you have to tell me what I told you! Ha~