i'm regular dreamer , reader , believer. A little part of me died when i realised i'd never get to go Hogwarts. I want to be 7 again, but it's too late. Why am i always just a little too late?

As the light wind blows , i hear the rusting of fan blades .
I feel the stiffness of my stomach ; quiet and still - making no sound . Good . I'm not hungry yet .
Family's entertaining family guests . There's curry , ice cold desserts and pies - but i'm here without a sweet mood for
P A R T Y . -

Countdown was great and psychotic that day . The lights were just doing their job , every corner glowing - Danced , sang , had fun with super friends .
Well . Life's like this isn't it ?
I mean , i want to do something fun . Really fun . And how would i do that alone ? -

I sort of miss Ruj now . - Thai friend . He's super crazy about roller coasters and it's nice to have him in Singapore , able to communicate . He's leaving soon so - D:

Had prayer and spent time with Megan this morning . She's so giving and nice .
Then Church .
And now guests .
7pm and we'll have to be at Sophia's house for dinner .
Schedule's quite a thick one - and i'm wishing i'll have another month to do what i want what i need - before the school gates open .

Here i go . Oh and Happy New Year .


EL .