Non-stop.

Rain.
Rain.
Rain.
And rain.
There's like no full stop of it.
This is December. =D
3rd December in the morning.
And..
I hate everything that happen before this in the early morning.
Plan to work today with my father but..
Because of some reasons.
Cancelled.
Yes!
I hate this.
Why should you do that?
I am feeling regret now.
Plan to go out tommorow to watch New Moon.
Good luck.















Yes.
I can't forgot what I did to you.
And how you treat me back.
I swear for the last time.
I won't waste myself with you.
The end.
Of us.
Good luck.