BAHHHHHH.
I'm one week away from reality. I told you one month goes by just as quick as that! I'm sinking into depression ): I cried when I left America, I was realising how half of my blue-sky holiday has gone by. I had so much fun there although in the end we didn't go to Las Vegas, and Lake Tahoe, cause we were really really tired. We decided to save it the next time we visit my family there, which would be in another 3 or 4 years. But we might go there next year for a few days, my uncle's getting married. And the other day, I was fantasizing! FUNNY.

Let my First Love be True Love <3
I want to bump into you in Disneyland, the Happiest Place on Earth.
I want to see you behind me, or in front of me in every ride I take.
I want to meet you there, during the Christmas season.
The time when they will throw down fake snow, and when I'm recording the fireworks in my high-tech camera, I see you at the corner of the screen.
And as it gets chilly and windy, and then my scarf gets blown away, you catch it, and you put it around my neck.
And that's when we realise how often we bump, and that we're meant to be <3>SNAP. That's enough, before I leak out too much. Oh Mr Right.

So, here I am in Philippines, helping around the house. I'm really proud of my grandfather (: He's so much better, that he can even walk on his own. He's usually supposed to wait for someone to bring him around. But sometimes, he doesn't bother, he walks, with the walking stick, but the walking stick never touches the floor. Perhaps, he holds it just for assurance. One more week here ): I know I'll cry, for sure. No doubt.

Okay, till one week.
Merry Christmas (: