Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.
what happen to the blog?? cant post pics etc heng i learn coding so still can format. Finlly this july wanna end!!working and study really very tired study study haven use the mask hg bought for me my health better le
