I turn 30 tomorrow. As much as I have been saying that I have been looking forward to this milestone. I realised that turning 30 has its little limitations....

1.) I have officially been disqualified for speed speeding - I just realised how unfair speed dating is towards women. Whilst the age of eligibility starts at 28 for men for women it's 20. What does this all mean? Men are brainless baboons till the age of 28? http://www.hkspeeddate.com/

2.) I am too old to be Ms. Hong Kong. Well, didn't really feel the pinch here because my height has automatically disqualified me from day one.

3.) I am too old to dress like a slut. There is no crime as bad as an older woman trying to look like a 14 year old virgin.. I know of some and I tell you it's darn bloody pathetic..

4.) After a few years with increasing fine lines, I would not rule the possibilities of considering collagen injections, botox or any form of plastic surgeries. I'd like a nicer nose. Something sharper, more delicate like Maggie Cheung's nose - and hers is fake as well... More prominent jaw line is worth considering as well... what to do, growing old is a fucking bitch. Well, at least I hope by this 30 something decade, I'd pool together enough money to fix them. Don't give me crap like god gives you what you need. Why do you think god created plastic surgeons then?