Apparently, I am back from Stong with few peeps.

Oh well, I AM TOO BLOODY TIRED TO BLOG ABOUT IT. Hence, I would only blog when I fully replenish my sleep and IT FEELS REALLY WEIRD, to be dreaming of the same person for 3 nights even when I was out for a camp.

Amazing..
I guess you were stuck in my mind all along and that explains why I would dream of you every night.

Good night, lovelies.

Xoxo,
annjay.