counting down is so old-fashioned.
best friends always come self-invited, with food!
we were so into eating we forgot to take photos before W and S went off.
just me, A, B and G
we chatted about NAFA as B fliped through the dip show book.
it's been 12 years since.
i'll remembered 2005 as a year that sucked up my energy to almost dry,
that made me appreciate doing mundane things as a form of therapeutic recovery.
happy times will always be recalled even years later.
saddy fuck-up stuffs and people can just die their own deaths for all i care.
meanwhile, i've also started to dig my own grave,
for 2006 may very well be a hell version of 2005 for me.
haha.
G, B, A and me, and kiki
kiki took a special liking to G this night
that's us, the last day of 2005
3 men and a jack russell
goodbye!!
reader k | 1/01/2006 02:45:00 AM |
