Tuesday, January 15, 2013

At Twenty Five

Yesterday was the anniversary of the day I was born. On a Thursday in 1988, around 10:00 a.m. all 3.5kg's of Nolusindiso Noqayi gasped the first of many breaths on earth. The first born, an heir (until my baby brother was born) and a stubborn piece of mum and dad made her way into this thing called Life.

Anyway, I am not here to be poetic about that. I had a great day. My colleagues spoiled me with gifts (well two) and some cupcakes. It was a joyous affair and I am glad I cancelled my annual leave and came to work instead. It was so great my face was sore from smiling.

I thank everyone that made my day very special, I appreciate the love.

P.s...this is what I wore.

By the way, did I introduce you to my new hairstyle? Yes? No? Ok, here it is


1 comment:

  1. Glad you enjoyed it! didn't wanna imitate what you did for me last year, I will just keep your gift until I see you.
    Love you lots


Thanks for sharing your thoughts, much appreciated.