a taste of love.
Some search for love.
Some search for fun, maybe freedom and a whole lot more.
I want to be
free.
Free from
memories, free from
pain and what have you.
I spent my day at east coast with that
lvoe, and finally we went cycling. And it’s a whole three hours 0-gay? Up slope, downhill and that
ass wanted to be adventurous, went inside some filled with long grass and rocks place and it ended up to be dead end, leads us to the big sea. Sheet him!
But, I had fun lah. So lvoe, you’re forgiven. (:
And with that, it finally occurred to me that being free
doesn’t mean we should do everything with no obligation, and doing everything that pleases us, it means we have the choice to choose what we want to do.
I feel
bum fcuked. Oops, that sounds very wrong. Albeit the long bumping rides that cause the soreness, it was fun.
No, I have no pictures to share with you, living days without camera is a chore please. Quite out of place without that small little thing in my life, I need that to bottle all the happy memories
lah.
It’s Tuesday, and it’s waffles’ day, but I would be working. Now, I bid goodbye to waffles.
Okay, I’m getting sleepy! Off to fairy land.

it wasnt this colour when i took this peekture.the scenery was fantastic
lah! too much light i guess.

*forgive me for the poor quality,taken using V3.
now, goodnight world.