As I sat at my desk this morning, hands wrapped around a deliciously strong cup of coffee, I stared in horror at the calendar. Friday.
As I sat at my desk this morning, hands wrapped around a deliciously strong cup of coffee, I stared in horror at the calendar. Friday.
Maybe it is a generation gap or my conservative Asian upbringing, perhaps even the fact that I lived in cities where tattoos were usually associated
A few months ago I lashed out at the concept of flower photography and why it should be banned. My opinion on the matter hasn’t
Granted, the title of today’s entry is a tad too long, but there was really no other way to chop it down… I am usually
That annoy me… * the selfish commuter on the bus who blocks a seat with a backpack * the unfriendly service at a shop or
The above is a relatively old photograph which I just re-edited two nights ago, in a fit of insomnia. I rather enjoy going through some