Road to perfection.

lame.

but i suddenly feel.

rather home-sick.

i dno.

i go silly nana when i saw these roads.

very familiar yet so strange.

so homy yet so funny feel.

love.

around 7.30 p.m

my usual welcomer at door pace.

the unfamous

Ms. Balang.

it's 12.43.

and im still upset with you.

please,no begging and no pleading.

n a n a d a n i s h.