was suppose to go clubbing at the famous lam kwai fong. this is a photo while we are dry. luckily didn't take a photo after. we were a wreck,not from clubbing, but from the rain X(
In the manner of a wheat seedling thrusting itself up on the earth, the world moved forward in time by adding cell after cell to its leading edge, piling moment on moment, and that to grasp the world even in its freshest, youngest moment provided no guarantee that y ou'll be able to grasp it again a moment later.