.::. Around CCHS .::.

Went around taking some pictures with the newly-wedded couple - in our old secondary school.



By the lake.

The new building.

And our school gate.

Pictures turned out really great. =)

.::. Dear Jo's Big day .::.

It was 4 busy weeks. All the shopping and handmade stuff - weddings are really tiring! Luckily it turned out really beautiful.



The ceremony.

The happy couple.

Married.

It was been like 11 years?

It's so touching and my dear girl kept crying, and I was trying hard not to tear too. *awww. I think I'll need waterproof makeup on my wedding - I'll cry buckets.

Meanwhile, enjoy the next year together as a married couple in U.S. without any worries! =)

.::. Church Wedding .::.

We attended his neighbour's church wedding a few weeks back because his mum couldn't make it.

It was at St Andrews, a pretty place.



The place was decorated with flowers.

The march-in.

The happy couple. The service took like forever, and the couple were on their knees, hurdled together with the priest, in deep prayers, like they're sharing some big secret. I seriously cannot connect with a wedding like that, much less imagine MY own wedding like that.

Us.

*sigh. But, if I were to marry this man, that probably means that I've to go through this. While church weddings are pretty, I can't connect with it and I think most of my friends and family can't wait for the service to be over.

What if I nod off at my own wedding?

.::. Decisions .::.

Sometimes, there are things which you struggle with for a long, long time. It's not always easy to know what to do.

Then suddenly, you wake up one day and everything becomes clear.

I have decided.

Even if no one loves me in this world, I'm going to love myself and live my life the way I really want.

No more sleepless nights, no more breaking down in tears and no more struggles. I'm not going to put my happiness into someone's hands, someone who can't decide on what he wants and allows others to plan his life. I simply can't accept 'I don't know' anymore. I really can't.

.::. =( .::.

I'm depressed.

But nobody can help me but me and I can't continue wasting my youth feeling like that.

My way of dealing with it? Sleep. Sleep it off.

Tomorrow is Monday again, and I'll have to face the world again. Hopefully some yoga will help.

.::. Religion? .::.

Picked this up from facebook -

Having a religion is like having a penis.

It's okay to have one. It's even okay to be proud of having one.

But you can't just whip it out in public and start waving it around.
...
And it is never ever never okay to try and ram it down someone's throat.

- bbriani3842

.::. Longing .::.

I woke up this morning with an aching longing for Sweden. In my sub-conscious state, images of my life there flashed through my mind. It felt so real, I can feel my mood and my feelings then. I can feel the cold wind lashing onto my face as I hastened my steps, the moments when I felt so touched to be so far away from home and expereincing these. There are times when I experienced or saw something, and really felt like locking that moment into my memory and sharing it with all my loved ones. I wished they were there to experience and savour the moment together with me.

I almost wished that when I opened my eyes, I was back in my little room in Sweden and I can walk out to admire the autumn leaves. It's difficult to describe, but I felt really carefree there. I liked having lots of time on hand, planning to meet the girls for dinner and meeting random people, hearing all sorts of stories about other's lives. It's like a discovery all the time.

It is Autumn there now, and it's turning cold and grey. I really miss the change of seasons, observing the changes in weather and feeling the gradual dip in temperatures. We enjoy complaining about the weather, how it seem to go colder and colder, darker and darker.



Autumn is beautiful, but I can't decide which is my favourite season. It might well be summer in Sweden since it's so sunny yet so cool. It's one of the rare times I really enjoy the sun.

I was so happy. It's been more than a year since the apple festival! My roommate still sent me a message about how a year has passed and the apple festival is here again.

*sigh. I reckon I'll never look so cute anymore.

The flashbacks these days made me decide that I must visit Sweden again someday.

If life was measured by the moments that took my breath away, then mine would have been worth living. It was the first time that I felt that I could die with no regrets, even if I dropped dead. *touch wood.

I reckon one should not be greedy and there's always a time for different things. I have indulged, and I should work hard now, to build a life together with someone I would like to spend the rest of my life with.

I'm really thankful.

.::. Proposal .::.

He's finally back!

After weeks of planning, it was a success. =)

We made her go back to CCHS in the evening while everyone was already ready in the lecture theatre. The video played when she walked in and he came out to play a tune on the violin before going down on his knees and reading out this awfully sweet letter. The dear girl started crying once she sat down and didn't stop till the whole thing was over. *awwww.

So touching, seeing your best friend through all these years (11!!) and then witnessing a happy ending. =)

I told the boyfriend, if I don't cry when he proposed (which is quite impossible), I'm not going to say 'Yes'.

I'm looking forward to this weekend. *grins.

.::. D.I.Y. .::.

That's what I've been doing all Sunday. It really takes time to D.I.Y. stuff, making me really cherish things which people put effort into.



The half-done buntings - it's very pretty!

3D flowers which Joey folded. He folded all of them (while watching and laughing to Top Gear)!

Another half-done bunting on paper dollies.

And these beautiful hand-made stuff which my sisters helped make. It's supposed to be spaced apart to be draped/hung.

It has been a productive Sunday, we worked all day. It was hard work, but everything turned out to be very pretty. *beams. =)