no longer a child

I am (officially) an adult. Well, it has been a few weeks, to be exact.
I’m still a child at heart, really.
Perhaps, I “can” do more things now. I don’t need parental consents anymore, I can watch rated shows, just to name a couple of those things.

I am not ready yet. I admit. National Service doesn’t make me a man. I make myself a man, for being who I need to be, for doing what I need to do.

Adulthood is new to me anyway, and I am still picking things up as it goes. =]

My girlfriend, Casabelle, is giving me hope and support. She gave me a glimpse of my future. A future that belongs to us, a future that I need to work hard to achieve, a future, that most importantly, is what I have always wanted and hope for, since I was young.
I love you, Casabelle. <3

No matter how hard or pressurizing it is to achieve that future, I will need to put in effort. As the saying goes, the ore goes through intense heat and pressure to become a gem. Or something like that.

So much have been said, it’s finally time to get things done.

I will be who I want to be. I am going to define myself. There will be no more questions about who I am, for I am who I am. This shall be the answer, to the very first post of this story. It’s going to be – My Story.