my sisi is already 18

i mustered all my guts and confidence to wear that formal kinky top (spaghetti with lace). to hell with everyone who teased me fat! hmmmmf..hehe..=)

it was the one single night haizell anore had been waiting for 18 years. because that night was the night she would be legally a woman. boyfriends allowed. lottery stakes. election votes. car licence. visa. almost everything youngster have been dreaming to have.

then again, it was also the night when you "legally" say goodbye to your childhood. no more petty tantrums. dolls. toy soldiers. immature decisions.

to consider your 18th birthday to be a misery or adventure, it's your call. it was the one day filled with ironies and contradictions.

are you willing to let go or move on?

as for my sisi, i know she considered her birthday as a sweet journey, waiting to be unveiled.

oh! and before i forget, this was also the night i enjoyed the fruits floating on my cocktail than the actual cocktail itself..haha.. weird.

all's fair. i did enjoy the night.
how could i forget ros' bee hive styled hair?
and my sweet bes..=)