back from a night walk to dawn's house. yknow those night walks reminds me of the days when i'll always rush to meet jojo and fishy on saturday nights.
Jay Chou - Wo Niu Piano anyways, i wanna dedicate this posts to the many snails in ubin whom i have witnessed their deaths. on Day 1: a snail was stepped on accidentally by somebody. and so you'll see the squishy stuffs and cracked shells. Day 2: you'll see it decomposing, turning black and dry. you know it's already died a painful death, yet it's still being stepped on repeatedly after it's death. on Day 3: whoooshboom, it disappeared.
