About 27 Pros & Cons

Waaaaaaa... Almost 1 whole week without any time to blog. I didn't think I'd make it to the weekend... What've I been busy with? Well... Yours truly turned 27 on Wednesday. Uh huh. I have now OFFICIALLY moved PAST my MID-20s and can be considered to be a woman in her LATE-20s.

Fuck a duck.

The day before the big 27... Tuesday...

Pro about turning 27: I got to have a huge, yummy Fish&Co dinner with P, who was only in town for a day. We spent a thoroughly enjoyable hour swopping Melbourne stories and catching up with each others' lives.
Con about turning 27: It's highly likely that I've put on 5 pounds just from dinner alone, which I'll probably never lose because everyone knows that your metabolism slows down as age catches up. Fuck another duck. Goddamn seafood platter with its heavenly mix of mussels, prawns, fish, squid, fries and herb rice was probably invented by Satan himself. *sulk*

Pro about turning 27: I got to spend some time with my 2 best bitches-in-arms, making catty jokes and sitting pretty at Alley Bar. We had the weirdest drink concoctions, including a Kama Sutra, which turned out to be a small tray of vodka shots flavored with 5 different types of liquer. Go figure.
Pro about turning 27: T was very sweet. He not only called me to wish me happy birthday at the stroke of midnight, he even tried to get a cake delivered to my table. Unfortunately, his friend, who happened to own Alley Bar, wasn't around... But I really appreciated the thought dude! *beams* :)
Con about turning 27: It's highly likely that I put on another 5 pounds from all the syrups and alcohol in the fancy-schmancy sounding drinks we had. By the way, I just recently found out that "cocktail" in Mandarin is "Ji Wei Jiu". How bizarre is that!

Pro about turning 27: C, whom I haven't seen in about a year, gave me 2 Sasha bears this year instead of his usual 1.
Con about turning 27: The bigger of the 2 bears waggles its arms and dances around to the sound of Los Del Rio's "Macarena" whenever you squeeze its paw. *blinks* Ok... It was cute the 1st couple of times but it's getting a little annoying now that the guys in my office have discovered it...

On the actual day of the big 27... Wednesday...

Pro about turning 27: My team bought me a huuuuuuuuuuge lunch at Koka as well as a sinfully decadent choccie cake from Awfully Chocolate. Hee. Oh... And they gave me some really nice stuff from Origins that I desperately needed.
Con about turning 27: The reason I needed the Origins stuff so badly was because A, in his infinite smartness, mistook my Checks & Balances Frothy Face Wash as body foam and used almost 1/3 of the tube in the shower. That's an $11 shower bud! *faints* Aaaaaaaanyway, even though the lunch and cake probably added to my weight too, thanks ladies! I very touched. Sniff... *muakz*

Pro about turning 27: A finally remembers it's my birthday at 4pm. Totally on his own too. Or so he claims. *rolls eyes*
Con about turning 27: Despite remembering, he had a "prior appointment" that he couldn't get out of so we couldn't make plans. :(
Pro about turning 27: We ended up meeting anyway. Heh... :)

Pro about turning 27: The gang took time out of their busy schedules to have drinks with me at New Asia Bar. I've missed them so much and it was so great to be able to just sit around, get sloshed and talk rubbish with everyone again. I have a vague memory of us daring the men at our table to get brazillian waxes. Hah! Thanks again babes! *hugs hugs hugs all around*
Con about turning 27: Not a good idea to order HUGE-ASS, SUPERSIZED Apple Martinis when you have to work the next bloody day. Especially when you have friends who think that Sambuca shooters are a logical next step, after you finally manage to finish whatever was contained within that goddamn fish bowl! NAH BEI!


On left: Normal sized wine glass...
On right: New Asia Bar's Supersized Apple Martini... WAH KAO!

2 days after the big 27... On Friday...

Pro about turning 27: Get to have my 3rd celebration, this time with the old secondary school gang at Walas after a yummy dinner of Linguini Scampi at Cafe 211. No alcohol for me this time, but we got pretty high on laughter, thanks to Missduhr and her half-crazed camera antics as well as Ms Cho and her Boon Lay GOH speech.
Con about turning 27: After 3 days of feasting, my jeans are definitely too tight and I'm having difficulty breathing properly when I sit. I now have less than 2 weeks to lose back these 5 pounds before A's birthday, and less than 1 month before the company trip to Bali. Errrrrrrrrgh...

All in all, I had a fantastic time this week. Despite my whining about my weight, and despite the rather crazy time at work, I really, really enjoyed myself. Thanks everyone... For not letting me mope about the fact that I'm older, that my tits are soon gonna reach my knees, that I'm going bald and whatever hair I have left is slowly turning white. Heh...

Happy thoughts, April... Haaaaaaaaappy thoughts!