mellow.

 Lately i've got too much time to spare. maybe due to HSO. Never thought i'd be starting a blog! Used to have one when i was in college, but scraped whole lot of it. Anyhoo, here comes the first post. Usually i'd write some long length of touchy-feely things. But i got older and lazy. To be honest, it is kind of awkward writing this. I dunno if my blog will gain any audience, or it'll just be my personal diary that is freely displayed without no one reading it. Too lazy to write, just be posting random pics. (it was supposed to be a mellow post anyway ^-^


this pic, although look like from photost*ck, it reminded me of my journey back to home from my college. exactly a week after my dad passed away. i remember looking at the window of the bus, it was raining. and all i can is the blurry window. probably due to the rain, or just my tears.




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