Of goodbyes and hellos.
Ooohh! I just hate it when a certain tertiary eye opens from out of nowhere. I kept on glancing left and right. No, I don’t hate what’s happening, I’m not scared. I’m just not in the mood for this. Oh 6th floor, you are opening for me.
Here’re some random pictures from the “gala night” yesterday.
To Tina, Sherman, and Vazil. Thanks for everything! You’ll be surely missed.
18 months na lang… *snicker*