Content

With the two precious gems (:

They can make me smile without fail even when they're not doing anything. Partly maybe because they are plain 7 year olds that are uber adorable that I'll just pinch and squeeze them tightly.

Actually, children never fail to put a smile on my face.

A gaze upon those innocent faces you know that they're happy in their own world and that makes me happy. Weird enough?

I've been staring at a blank paper which I'm suppose to start on writing an essay about the sense of belonging in Heat&Dust.

I can't think of anything.

I don't understand.

Here I am writing my stupid blog which no one reads.

Gotta get back to brainstorming and staring.

:)