birthday with shelves of books

It's my birthday today, and I spent it by starting on a new casual job tending a bookstore in one of the largest malls in the area. It was pretty good. I got the chance to have small chats with some shoppers. There was an old (German) man who approached and started a conversation with me. He said I sound American with how I speak my English (thanks to my country's history for that, I guess), and encouraged me by saying that I would be able to find an office job, just as I wished. He even invited me for a cup of coffee, but since I was the only one tending the store, I had to decline the invitation. It was a nice chat, I would say, with a lovely man, old enough to be my grandfather. :)

For dinner, husband and I dined at a small Chinese restaurant nearby.

I'm missing home at this very minute, yet I am excited to be where I am today.

32!

The birthday blues faded as soon as Husband got home from his badminton game. It was around 9:30 last night and he asked me if I wanted to go to Tagaytay and have coffee. He said it would be nice to wait until the clock ticks 12 and it'll be my birthday. But I was already in bed, ready to sleep, so I told him that we just have a chat.

This morning, I was awaken by the alarm of Husband's reminder on his phone. He reached for it, checked it and said "Happy birthday, Mahal." to which I sleepily replied "thank you..." So, he has it on his calendar! :) Perhaps he would like to make sure that it's not gonna slip his mind. :)

We were on our way to the Church, when suddenly Husband had a stomachache that we had to go back home. And so, we're here at home, spending some of my birthday time on the Internet to thank all the well wishers and everyone who has remembered me on this special day.

The birthday blues is gone, and today is one happy birthday! Yay! I'm 32! :))

birthday blues

I'm celebrating my birthday tomorrow, but how come I feel kind of sad? :((