Everyone seemed so intrigued whenever they hear that I've just hit the big two-0. They're even more excited about me getting married. This reaction is more prominent amongst my relatives, especially my dad's aunts. I don't mind getting married at this age but I'm sorry to disappoint those who eagerly anticipate my wedding with bated breaths, I don't even have a boyfriend. Much less a rich one. In any case, I'm not really interested in having a boyfriend, let alone being bounded in matrimony. For now.

The following conversation between my younger sister and one of my dad's youngest cousins (quite the charmer, this little fella) amused me to no end:

boy: how old is she?
nana: 20
boy: is she going to poly?
nana: she's going to a university.
boy: oh, so she's getting married soon huh?
nana: nooooo.

It's not everyday that you find yourself engaged in a mirthful conversation with your little uncle. Tak padan kecik ni satu.

In other news, my new toy arrives tomorrow. -rubs hands in glee-

And Liverpool's defeat at Stamford Bridge... definitely not as amusing as my little uncle. Kuyt missing golden opportunities, now that's certainly not amusing. Two successive defeats, not funny at all. Wake up, Rafa!

Good luck for that interview, you.