So my 21st birthday was amazing. Goal made months ago to greet said day with a loud “I got over my damn self!”? DONE.

Third year in a row that I greeted my birthday with a computer in front of me. Except this time, I was being paid for being so. And the fan-fucking-tastic thing about it was that I was surrounded by hundreds of people, a good percent of which knew it was my birthday. So yes, I got the most greetings this year, too. And I know I’m a dork for keeping track of such things.

I mean, sure, I got a ton of greetings last year (a hundred? more than? I had two entries)—- on my LJ. And I didn’t even bother with doing a standard IT’S MY BIRTHDAY LJ entry this year. Why? BecauseIwastoobusybeinganon-loser.

This is alarming. I AM NOT HELGA WITHOUT THE INTERNET/LJ ADDICTION.

I was up the whole of May 31st. From 12mn to 12mn, yo. I had to skip work that night cos I was dead tired from not having sleep and moving out of my dorm room into my new condo unit. And because I was so busy, I also did not eat a single thing the whole 24 hours. Wanarexia? Nah-uh. Try ANOREXIA FOR A DAY.

D spent the night at my place, but that’s not what puts this big stupid smile on my face. This afternoon, dad came over to bring some stuff and packed me some pasta. Except he forgot to pack a fork. D and I were texting each other back and forth, and I was telling him that it was kind of challenging to eat olive-oiled noodles with chopsticks.

So anyway. While I was cleaning the sink (my dad was outside, the door was open, I was looking all yucky), D walks in with Bento Box take-out and a fork.

!!!

It was a box of California Maki Crunch—- what I ordered the first time we went out. How fucking precious is that? Dad was around, so no kissy kissy or anything. He left right after cos his friends were downstairs and he was on his way to pick up his girlfriend from work. YES, I AM THE OTHER WOMAN.

Ely: Gusto kong kiligin but he’s cheating with you.

So anywhore. I got almost 2 grand more than Aa did this payday. Woot for commish. I’m thinking of buying a TV or a DVD player, as requested by D. So he’d have something to do while I sleep. Right.

How’d life get this good? I have a new home, both on-line and off-line. Woohoo.