i cried badly, real badly after i saw my childhood photos. i realise that we had been too concern with our friends, our lovers and we had been neglecting those that always had been closest for us no matter what.


for this, i cried real badly. thinking how have we mature and how my parents age and realise that throughout this period. we seldom had been taking photos. i had lived for 20 years old.

i had promised myself lots of things, and lots of them revolves around my parents.