sitting at the back of the room listening to sw's internals brings back memories of my own..

things i've done and said cannot be changed.. but the feeling of regret still lingers..

looking at the internals from a bystander's view, widens my mind, not really mind.. but cannot find word to say..

accepted the outcomes.. trying to do my best and hope that things turn out well..

u asked me why i put the rope there.. i put it there as a reminder..


side note.. cheryl looks very ugly fanning herself with the mushroom fan..