Times Like This

Christmas Buttered Chicken Adobo

Christmas Eve

Never thought of spending a whole Christmas Eve at her special place.

Seeing her satisfied by my child’s play manner makes me even more complacent and extra-ordinary.

Sharing time, stories and kisses.

Things I should’ve discovered earlier.
Unleashing my home-made chef skill is such a success. Haha! 

Lesson learned. Lesson earned.

No matter how much effort you’ve made, the world will just give you a lemon.

You have two options - to make sour about it or make a lemonade.

The year is about to end. Arguably, I’m kind of excited about it and be able to use my brand new pair of shoes.

Hell who knows what will going to happen.

I would always choose to continue running with my heart and flashing those smile against an army of conundrum.

The Marching day.

On the 9^th I’m planning to do a staggering event out of my own nothingness and hallow sources.

Payback time and giving is a must.

I’ll be banking on my peers and their genuine contributes.

Big hopes and fighting fist for this day.

Hey December, thanks for summing that up. Thanks really.