5 years ago, I wondered how growing up was like. I dressed up in ways that make me feel older, wear heels, tried on make-up, and rebelled through ways to get into a nightclub.

It felt good.

5 years later, I feel time was running too fast, I don't wanna grow up. I find myself speaking sentences I can't comprehend, taking up interests only grown ups will, wearing earth-tone colours like my mom does. The bright neon colours and punk studded accessories begin to fade in another corner of my wardrobe.

Sometimes we rush to grow up too fast that we would someday regret that we did not live the teenage dreams that we once had enough. 

I miss having not to worry about what lies ahead of me - which degree to take, what job should I apply for, how to write a perfect job resume, or is my grade points enough to go for a masters program. The endless worries one human-being has. 

One of the joys of life, graduation; although this is not my official convocation, but results is out and ima proud psychology fresh graduate student with a second upper class honors! :D

Things I'll miss most; my friends. Wouldn't have been able to get this far without all of them!

I'll continue this post with pictures @ Graduation dinner