So I have this really bad habit of constantly browsing through my collection of pictures. E-ve-ry time I open my Mac. Without fail. Thousands of pictures over the years I started getting myself into photography. It is that joy of stealing and freezing that moment for my own viewing pleasure or sharing with those who share that same interest. Some shots are viewed quickly, some I value more than others. I will never get bored of doing this the problem is just I get so engrossed by doing so, I forget about my priorities FML.

Anyway, the point of this post was not to brag about this actually. I just stumbled across few photos which triggered a wonderful moment I had yesterday.

One of my best friends, Miso, called me from Korea (:

This girl and I, we go way back. From sharing our love for DBSG when we were 15 to expressing our love towards each other through vulgarity at 18. Ah yes. This girl and I, we go way back. But long story short hopefully she'll be visiting next month and I will finally be able to pull her hair for disappearing so much. Isn't that exciting! I know I'm pumped!

After Korea's Teenage Festival last year. Few weeks before SPM, which is the reason why many others stayed home studying. That was a fun night. I remembered it was raining very heavily and I was very very nervous and scared. But as soon as I reached her doorstep, I knew everything was going to be alright. Her mom is one of those mothers you'll feel comfortable with instantly. Ya know the ones deep down you just know they're very very cool? I know lots of cool moms.

Those who are embarrassed by their own mothers really don't know how much they're missing out on. Seriously. They're fun PMS-ive dorks. Start loving.