Three months into the wedding...

And I'm still me.
Happy-go-lucky, scatterbrained, OC me.

I'm still not the person I imagined myself becoming when I'm getting married. The radiant, soft-spoken, well-mannered bride. Nope, still no sign of that girl. The girl-next-door, poster girl, dreamy bride every girl wants to be. Maybe she's not showing up for this wedding.

I may have become a bit tougher and wiser, but I'm still me. I still feel the same things, I still want the same dreams. I still laugh wildly at the same stuff and get pissed for the same reasons. I still make the same mistakes, unintentionally :(

I am a bit nervous that I still haven't changed. If I was the awkward ugly duckling in this story, this would be the perfect time transform into the beautiful swan - in time for my wedding. But what if I don't? And I still end up being me on my wedding day? Can this Camille pull of an amazingly beautiful wedding without ruining everything with her clumsiness? Can she walk down the aisle gracefully as she pictured in her head?

But amidst all that, in a way, I'm also relieved. That Babe gets to marry ME. The Camille in all her quirks and imperfections. The ME that he loves, and the Camille who's equally crazy about him. And just because of that, I realized I wouldn't wanna be anyone else but ME. :)