a celebration to last throughout the years, so bring your good times and your laughter too

Everyone has problems most of the time, and it's part of life, I suppose. But sometimes it's not always about what's going wrong with our lives. Magnifying them and discounting everything else is harmful for one's personal well-being.

Tell me something that's going right in your life right now. I'm SURE all of you will find something. :D Anyway, here's my own list:

Three Reasons For Celebrations
by Evy

1. A wonderful, fantastic girl by the name of MINTY turns 19 today. I remember her well for her Brian Kinney's Addictions icon, her Beatles obsession, and that one fine day in Singapore. :D I never get to talk to Minty a lot of the time and she's usually invisible online, but I'll be damned if that's stopped us from remaining friends. We're just two friends... two GOOD friends...
   
   To more Singapore visits, Mintos, and to more late-night rambly talks, to the Beatles and to Brian Kinney, may you have more celebrations in the near future. :D *kisses* Happy birthday, love.
   
   
2. My mom and I are, in thirty minutes, going to a buffet lunch in Circles, which is, okay. Buffet lunch, huh? But if you've only had the chance to somehow eat in the last two weeks and most of your midnight snacks are chips, instant noodles, and all sorts of coffee (3-in-1, Extra Strong, and yes, even Ginseng Coffee), an international cuisine complemented by a mouth-watering dessert table is definitely reason to celebrate. :D
   
   
3. Two weeks of near-absence have come to an end. :P Remember that marketing competition? Well it's done and over with, and WE PWNED IT. Considering that we were MAJORLY CRAMMING to the last minute--we were still finishing up the script and powerpoint presentation while the third group was presenting (we were fourth)--and we'd only gotten our Eureka moment a mere 36 hours before the competition, I'd say that was pretty damn good.
   
   I'll miss my groupmates, though, you're never quite the same sort of strangers to each other once you've gone seen them fall asleep in staircases, under the tables, curled up in sofas, or after you've seen them sleepwalk, sleeptalk, or sleepwork, or after you've cheerfully cackled over competitive intelligence that some silly group has managed to leave exposed for all the internet world to see.