this is what happened on the day i turned 30 ...

i knew it was my birthday (unlike all the other days where i'd be like, uhm, friday na ba and would realize it was just tuesday or something).

at first, i was mentally sulking. i thought no one had remembered cause i didn't hear any messages arriving on my phone but then it turned out that there was a number of them waiting for me, including one from the boy. needless to say, that was more than enough to make my day.

yes, i am shallow that way.

the inner workaholic in me made me go to work.

well, just go to work. actually getting any work done is an entirely different matter altogether.

we had lunch at dulcinea (cause it was my birthday, i got to choose where to eat! yehey) where we had paella, more paella, and paella until we couldn't have any more.

spent time at the mall with another set of friends - including gsr boy (humbug) and forbidden boy (hott as ever) - but left as soon as i realized that my boss might not be too happy with me spending all that time at the mall, even if it were my birthday.

i left work to go to makati for the birthday surprise pam cooked up for me.

gary and jill blew the surprise. it's okay. see, i sort of had an idea that the surprise would involve xeng zulueta cause i had gushed about her a couple of days before my birthday then pam asks me when my birthday is exactly and if i can leave work early. the day before my birthday, she tells me to be at G4 at 5pm. it could only mean a surprise involving xeng, i said to myself.

so when she texted on the day itself that gary and jill were in on the surprise and gary called me up to tell me to meet them at mexicali i thought, maybe it's a surprise party. and, because this is my blog, i will admit it here, ay, hindi kasama si xeng. so yes, i was a teeny tiny bit disappointed.

so when gary and jill asked me if i was ready for my make-over, my heart leapt.

i mean, come on. how often can you post a picture and say that your make-up was by THE xeng zulueta.

i love xeng. i love pam. i love jill. i just hate how being next to them makes me look like a blimp. on my birthday.

right after i saw the picture i made a promise to myself that i will be boxing again. enough excuses. it's not like i have that many things to do, right?

xeng (yes, i will keep typing her name. i am a fan freak that way) asked me where i'd be going. i was too embarassed to say that her amazing make-up won't be going anywhere fabulous, say embassy.

but her make-up went to first friday mass. and since first friday mass meant spending time with god, isn't that the most fabulous thing in the world?

i just thought to myself, next time my "xeng" face meets up with god, it's going to be at my wedding.

(hopefully, i will wed the boy. i don't want anyone else. promise.)

in true lingkod fashion, i had my honoring. i felt, well, honored.

of course i'd be lying if i said i wasn't a tad bit slightly ok, fine, MAJORLY disappointed that the boy didn't see my "xeng" face and wasn't there to "honor" me - o, diba sapilitan? - but who cares. it's lent and together with shoes and any form of shopping, i have decided to give him up for lent. sana lang isoli ni god pagdating ng easter, hahaha!

my "xeng" face, albeit it's yuckier, oilier counterpart also met my starbucks friends. even with the fading, they were surprised to see me so pretty.

teka lang, di naman ako ganun ka-pangit pag di naka make-up, diba?

my birthday ended at 4:30 am. i was tired and sleepy but i still waited a bit before washing off my "xeng" face. it's not everyday you get a surprise as amazing as that.

being me, my birthday had to be extended. yesterday, i had a massage with a friend and another friend joined us for dinner at conti's. and, in order to extend my birthday a bit more, i "forced" them to sing me a birthday song. thankfully, they're nice and they obliged.

and today, i had lunch with vanessa. you know it's really special if vanessa makes an appearance, right?

tomorrow i'll be having my birthday lunch at work. i did the grocery and i'll be preparing everything (except the potato salad) tomorrow morning. hopefully they'll like it. if they don't, well, kainis. but they have to say something nice. it's my birthday, still. they have to, right?

i'd like to think i've been blessed. after a string of horrible birthdays, last year's beach get-away was amazing and this year's string of activities was equally amazing. this coming weekend, i'll be going to galera with my brother and his friends (which have become sort of my brothers too) to collectively celebrate our birthdays.

fun. fun. fun.

i used to be scared of the big 3-0. but with a start like this, i might be in for the best year of my life.

and if not, who cares?

there's always next year, right?