You have my promise, love.

hahah, hello.

i am at gloria hotel right now,

and blogging through my cellphone.

Hah hah. Yeah, I was blogging by using my cellphone at the restaurant.

But I'm back home now. Nothing much to talk about the wedding. Let the pictures talk.


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Gosh, can't believe it's already the month of December. In a blink of an eye, it'll be the month of January to emerge.

School is gonna reopen soon and that brings me much distraught.. 'Cause I don’t look forward to school. I don't look forward to facing the biggest horror of my life, SPM. It's intimidating. I am not prepared. Mentally, emotionally and physically.

People know what they have in mind to do in the future, I don't. They see themselves as future vets, doctors, lawyers, engineers and many more.. I don't see myself as anything. They set their aims high and strive hard, I don't.

My future is blank. Like a pristine white A4 paper, waiting for me to doodle and draw on it. Whether it comes out a beautiful picture or a few "chicken feet" scribbles, it's all up to me.

I hate this part. I hate it when I have to think and decide. I hate growing up.

Ugh, I think I'll be going to bed with heaviest heart and longest chain of thoughts tonight.