A nice house.

It's 1.46 a.m and I just got home from Prata House...

I cycled pass a house where my dad used to work on, you know, the electrical stuff and all. It looks amazing but I find it disheartening to know that my dad works so hard for us but with his own eyes he has to witness how the rich people pay for the house without worrying about this and that and to see how fucken giantic the house is, living IN it would be his dream...

Maybe one day I'll make his dream come true.

/ Edited 1.06 a.m

I know I liked you once but... it's not going to work out. Not going to, never. If it's something cliche like "It's too late, you didn't call me at all", I'm sorry but it's true - it's the cliche. He came back, the romance is within us is still going strong. I thought I moved on but... you know what I mean. Too late.

Anyways I'm back home and it's late already. J, Hao, Lion, Ben and I took approximately 120 pictures so it's kinda hard to sort them out now. Tata!