My grandma and her grostesque/huge/colourful riot of an
agar-agar fish. That thing is like solid glass. It was massive.
I arrived to early and hence decided to explore with my trusty sidekick Pansonic DMC-FX9 (:
It was a pretty sun-kissed dusk and the pond reflected up slivers of light glistening.
When we were young! We were adorable!
IJ SENIOR! YOU ROCK MY SOCKSZX!
JWEEBS. I.P Zone's model. :X
It strangely felt so free though the fence was starkly up in the night sky. The nonsense and laughter with the soaring planes and many human chatterings in the distant. The wind that rushes past (so cold :x) and the security, the assurance. Bliss (:
I ate it up quickly so no one esle would and it was a sweet sweet feeling of falling. Certainly with a lot of anticipation and excitement. Thank you (:
