Missing Princess?

As we were going about with the 'wong san' prayer at the cemetery last Saturday, during one of the prayer's interval, I strayed away with my SLR trying to capture everything I seen. Until one of these came into the viewfinder of my camera and I went... "wtf? how come got armies one? what were they doing there camouflaged in the midst of those old palm trees?".

Then the imaginative part of me took over. I thought, maybe they are the secret agents that were sent to protect me. Maybe I am a secret princess somewhere. Maybe my REAL father is someone of high & significant power. That's why he have to send me away to live a safe & normal life. Then I thought, my secret nationality could be anything from a chinese/taiwanese/japanese/korean origin. Then I further thought, which of those countries have so high profile leaders that they need to send their child away? The answer was, none. Also if I am really what I thought I was, my REAL father would be paying my mom a hefty sum every month to take care of me and we should be filthy rich.

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I think that's about when I was snapped out of my day dreaming. Cause even if I can psycho myself into believing that I might be the daughter of a Ghana's president, I can't get thru the fact that my mom is definitely not living a filthy rich life. Just then, a group of young army trainees were scurrying by right in front of me, towards the truck.... Chey.... they were having some training exercises in that area.

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It must be that freaking hot sun that gotten into me to ever imagine such a ridiculous thing.... hehehe.... One thing for sure is, it is not only little girls that wish to live a fairy tale princess life! Big girls do too... lols. Damn sun.