Well, seems like I can't really help stopping that from happening.
I should really keep a
So a spot of some photos from a month ago and their stories, I suppose.
"Assalamu alaikum" to Ender before he moved to an army where in the book, it almost made me cry, the Bathroom Fight, and stuff. But both of them are in a class of their own. I mean, Asa Butterfield :3
Winter is breaking; spring dawning. There's a pretty patch of flowers in a hotel somewhere in Kathmandu. I've formulated that none of the stories, photographs or drawings that we call ours have really been done by us, as they are just snapshots, caricatures, descriptions of things that already exist on their own, thus that statement is invalid XD but never mind what I just said
My dad started teaching me guitar a month ago (actually, I've only had 3 lessons from him so far -_-) and I LIEK IT. Surshala Music Academy, where are ur classes???? Dat's my mom's guitar and the D string died so I'm on a hiatus
Kathmandu seen from KFC Thapatali (idk how to spell). *advertising* Everybody, go to KFC Thapatali on any time of day and get photos of this shot from their window because it's marvellous plus their french fries are AWHSUUUM.
Well that was adequate.
M A T H I S H A R D A N D T H E A G R I C U L T U R A L F I E L D S E E M S L I K E A V I A B L E P R O F E S S I O N F O R M E , D O N T C H A THINK?