Went for Bernice’s Wedding at somewhere at Fort Canning. Pardon me for my forgetfulness. how nice is the wedding.it’s touching as well. wondering when will it be my turn. i guess when one’s getting old, they kept thinking about marriage. ok, i’m the typical kind. so what? i’m a girl! took some pictures. heh.. guess it’s just me. but… now i have returned to my unhappy self. hated this kind of have to pretend to be happy feeling.. why can’t my bf treat me fairly?