recollections, part 3.

baby rat that couldn't go on living in this world...

it moved me alot.

recollections, part 2.

the alley behind the hotel...

recollections, part 1.

it's a year after Sabah.

just some unpublished photos...

oh yes i'm collecting tillies. just found out they call them tillies. weird if you ask me...

doors 2: no residence

doors: the light

this day

life is full of waiting.

see, when you're waiting for something, nothing else can move on.

and that is exactly what i am doing now. waiting.

it gets irritating but there's nothing i could do.

and what's worse is that i feel uninspired.
i need a revamp.
i need a change of environment.
this is getting mundane.

this day

Will initiate training programme.

flabs be gone!

NS here i come!

meh~

don't think they need horticulturists or landscapers in the army do they?

master camouflage(r)? (is there such a word?)
plant poison specialist? (oh cool)
jungle strategist? (even better)

and if it's the police?

plant abuse division? (whoopie)
plant poisons investigation? (possible)
Prisoners Gardening Programme supervisor?

I can't wait.