Garden.

If you've been wondering why everything sounds so gloomy lately, wonder no more. I am feeling gloomy, despite my cheery outlook. Fuck outlook. Don't believe outlook.

2 bestfriends' birthdays on the same day. How I wish I could be with both at the same time and celebrated with them. (Hah.. talk about the good olden days!)

I just had my world converted into Greyscale. With the value of 40%. And I certainly don't hope it will go darker. Instead I hope that it will turn into sepia soon so that I can start off a brand new colorful picture. Soak it into tea? Like what I used to do 2 years ago in the lab? Haha.

Albeit the gloom, I still feel like running around a big garden wearing the red polkadot dress and spinning around while blowing the bubble soap in my hand. Never mind the color, it's greyscale anyway. But still... Even greyscale sometimes conveys bliss, doesn't it?

I won't care if the butterflies or bees come and pop my bubbles. I will still blow and spin anyway.

Until I fall down. Faint away. And wake up with a brand new day.



p.s: somebody needs to find her last resort at the moment.