Imagine yourself saying these words. How would you feel and how would you react upon processing those words in your brain? I AM INLOVE, AND I AM GETTING MARRIED NEXT YEAR. Giddy. If I’ll be saying that, the first thing that I would bother to think of is, how would I want my surname be? The one like what GMA is using, or just use your husband’s family name? After all, that’s what you’ve been wishing for. Be your boyfriend’s wife.
Haha. Too shallow me. If I’ll be saying those words, in a mature perspective, I would be glad. I would be thinking about the other people who would be affected by this kind of move, but mostly, I’d be thinking about myself all the time. Will I be ready?
Yes, of course, I will be. ISUG! Hahaha. Next year, I will be 24 years old. Old enough to understand the things that teenage girls get confused about. Too old to know which among the confusing things are right and wrong. And too young for a thirty-three year old man.
But then I realized, it’s not the age that matters when getting married. Well in some ways, but it is not a major concern. What matters is the readiness and the LOVE which, if we’d compare it to food, is properly and deliciously cooked already ready to be served.
I’d be overjoyed if I get married next year. Because I AM IN LOVE. And I am getting ready. 
