23 seem to be a good number…not too young to be treated like a kid but still not too old to have lots of fun. My friend says the ages 23-24 are supposed to be the “prime” years of one’s life. I have just turned 23 and everything has pretty much stayed the same. But then I would also have to consider the fact that it’s been just 48 hours since I crossed the “prime years” bracket. Allow me some more time then maybe I’d find my own niche or whatever you'd like to call it.
Since 23 is supposed to be a good number, I decided to celebrate it with a double bang. First bang was dinner at Red with my family and Amma. I must say Red tops my list when it comes to ambiance. The place is so elegantly chic that it makes you feel hip as well. Hehe The food didn’t taste bad either, with generous portions considering most restaurants of its kind usually have small servings. Second bang was organizing a BBQ cookout together with Candice the day after, which was just last night. We had our friends over for a one happy dinner. I think it was a good cookout, a little stressful though since we had to make sure everything was fine. As a result, I wasn't able to eat anything at all. But it's okay. I didn't mind being the host for just that one night. I'm happy people made the effort to come. After all it isn't easy to organize and prepare for a party. The whole thing actually went quite well. There were a lot of leftovers though, which means that I would have to eat hamburgers, hotdogs, and bbq for the next couple of weeks. Hehe
In Red with Ma, Amma, and Candice
Candice and Me with our cake
Backyard Cookout
Kim, Amy, Raf, Me, Nik, Javi
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