Is this the first birthday I’ve spent out of the arms of family, the first birthday I’ve spent out of Singapore? I just realised that it very well may be. Not bad to turn twenty-five in such a situation I guess– quarter-life (if you’re optimistic) turning point and all. :)
If I had it my way, it’d be just another nondescript day on my birthday.
This year, I had it my way.
Sounds pretty pathetic, I know, but I think it’s a nice change of events for one. Also, I thrive on being low-profile. Doesn’t mean I won’t be glad to spend next year’s with friends and family back home though! <3
This is a time-skip from posting backlogged photos from Los Angeles, but here are pictures taken on my birthday (yesterday) while walking around Buenos Aires.
It’s not hard to see why I love this city so much:
And later on I spent an hour or two chillax-ing at a Havanna cafe down the avenue.
According to Santi, Avenida Corrientes is littered with pizzerias and book stores. It is my heaven. I’ve bought nine books at the bookstores within two days, and that’s with the restraint I thought I’ve had ever since learning my lesson about not buying books while overseas, because bringing them back is a pain in the ass. Obviously I’m not a very fast learner…
Yesterday, I bought two. Was a teeny bit embarrassed when the store owner asked if the children’s’ books were gifts, and I said no:
Santi has his own page in my book. The wait at the bank was long so he taught me a little bit of Spanish in an attempt to save my sorry ass. Even the Chinese lady in the nearby supermercado (supermarket) continually expresses surprise that I don’t know Spanish. XD
Anyway, I thought that my birthday was going smoothly in terms of uneventful-ness, but I remembered that Creepy Doll might be in my apartment, because the film crew that has been shooting around the area had to re-shoot a scene in the room next door, and he is a prop.
So there I was, tiptoe-ing in the living room, peering cautiously into the room next to mine to ensure that Creepy Doll wasn’t there. Once I saw that both areas were clear, I opened my sliding door AND CREEPY DOLL WAS SITTING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. Am not proud to admit that I gave this really horrible scream/shout, and half-ran to the office down the corridor to get help. I was crying, because the shock was so great after letting my guard down that my body probably intensified my reaction. And laughing, because this situation was hilarious. But then again, I laugh at everything. I think the people in the office will probably remember me as this hysterical girl who was crying and laughing at the same time, babbling about a doll in the room.
Santi finally got what I was trying to say, and brought Creepy Doll out of my room and into the office. There he lies in all his creepy glory:
Santi also told everyone in the office that it was my birthday yesterday, so I got birthday wishes! Hahaha looks like my birthday still managed to be pretty exciting after all. :P