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It has been about a wk since my eyes was set on an alarmingly unbelievable MSN nick of a very close friend. Hard and Bold, it read:

"I DO".

Stop. Stare. Breathe. OMGGGGG. FREAKED OUT.

I turn 25 this year, and having bravely admitted that, I would like to eschew from the commonheld belief that I'm bracing myself for a quarter-life crisis.

Truth be told, I'm grateful I have a fantastic job in the current cold and uncertain economic climate. And I'm pretty focused on seeing fruition of the hard work I put in my job, well, in years to come, at the very least.

And when I’m talking leisure: There’s this warm fuzzy, comfortable feeling that settles in my stomach, when I'm devouring comfort food/ sipping martinis with the loved girlfriends. Everything's nice, everything's strangely settling.

BOOM, BANG, POW – The wake up call pounds.
Girlfriend gets proposed to and is on to the next phase of her life.

No more humming to Britney’s and our mantra of, Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman anymore.

I’m deliriously elated. Insanely, thoughts are rushing in my mind at the speed of lightning. In no particular order, they include:

1) OMG. She’s found THE ONE. It actually exists. THE ONE.
2) I so hafta shed at least 8 pounds for the big day! (I know. It’s not always about me. But…I’m a girl, what the heck.)
3) There’s gonna be a new addition to our wkday chill-sessions! Aunty Vim exclaims: “Come into my arms little one.”

Many other thoughts too.

But, strangely, I feel a little, a tad bit little, upset.

The mere thought of a certain void that would be nagging at me in months to come, seems to scare and irritate me.

The fact that she’s not ‘A Single Lady’ anymore and might have to compromise on our de-stress sessions makes my heart skip a beat, and as much as I wouldn’t want to admit it, it leaves me almost worried.

Yet, when I saw how her face glowed as she related the proposal =), these concerns of mine seemed pale, pathetic, like that of the rotten scum in the pond.

Here my close friend is, detailing one of the most memorable moments of her life and there I was thinking about how this would affect me.

Naïve. Selfish.

But then I say, these feelings were only evoked because I finally realise what a close friend you are to me. I wouldn’t have given a darn rat’s ass if it were someone else and it is really these kind of situations that makes one sieve out those friends that really matter to you, and those who are there just to fill your social void.

Frenemies since secondary school and we progressed to be amazing partners in Sec 4. HAHA. CB. Bartley freaking rules man.

I’m so glad to have grown up with you these years.

And believe you me, I admire your guts and bravado in battling the most trying challenges and always working towards what you believe in, steadfastly.

No verbal expression could illustrate how exultant I am for you as you take this next major step in your journey of life.

Congrats Rene. I pray you have a blessed, joyous life full of love, with Mr Han =)

xoxo
Vim

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dun worry babe...i still love you as much too!!! and mr. han would definitely wants me to have time with u gals..and so i insists