Glory, glory. Its public holiday and feels like its Sunday.
Preparing breakfast for the eyes.

Guestbook again.
I just love to think that eventhough if I wont be celebrating the couple on their wedding day but part of me is there to celebrate the biggest day of their life.
And doing things I love the most. Expressing feeling through this is SOMETHING.
Although sometimes its a bit tired to handle both jobs. Arghh.
Preparing breakfast for the eyes.

Guestbook again.
I just love to think that eventhough if I wont be celebrating the couple on their wedding day but part of me is there to celebrate the biggest day of their life.
And doing things I love the most. Expressing feeling through this is SOMETHING.
Although sometimes its a bit tired to handle both jobs. Arghh.
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