Regrets

Well visitors, sorry about my last two posts. I know they were very simple and boring and devastating and all those, so here's something I thought would cheer you guys up and make you forgive my PAST mistakes. Hehe ^^

So in the afternoon after dropping my sister off at school and fetching my brother at the same time, I had a nap in the car and I woke up, surprised to have the car parked in front of my English pop. Remember Bro. Mark? Yeah, his house. That was his mother's actually, but since she's already gone to be with the Lord, she hands it over to pop. We talked and babbled and talked and babbled with his 20-year-old son, until his wife came home.  Then we chit-chatted more with a glass of Milo each. And, as time passes, my pop's wife (we call her Rose) remembers that she'd had some clothes that she wanted my mother to repair and make. Not forgetting, she also got  this trendy kind of long-sleeved purple shirt. Awesome shit is awesome, and I'm gonna wear it ti the mission I'm joining this Eid Haji.

And then, I was gardening in the evening, back from Rose's place. I planted, potted and watered lots of kinds of flowers and guess what. I've accidentally deleted the pictures from my camera!

Here's the thing.

I wanted to move it to a folder in my laptop and I think it was already transferred. When I clicked on the folder which was only on the left side pf the screen, 'This folder is empty.' How more disappointed can I get? And I've took so many beautiful pictures I thought I would be able to blog about, and POOF! They're gone, just like that. I can get no more sad. Oh God, it's the payment I get.

And now, I'm still with the shirt. I only have the picture of me with this shirt. How could I be so careless? 

I was looking forward to a beautiful blog, yeah, the pictures. 

Buzzer, signing off. Stay tuned.