Raving down ECP as we passed by East Coast. Windows wide open, the music blaring at our ears, cars passing by giving us the strange look... Hehe.
Posted by Isabelle at 10:44 am
Me
Isabelle
There weren't many paths for me to choose. Sometimes, there would only be one. From the limited possibilities I faced, the choices I made have brought me this far. That's why I value the path I chose...
I want to hold true to the path that HAD to be taken. It's not like I drifted here on the tides of fate. I'm here because I chose to be here.
