my last day working here at the imts office

sitting here. typing. trying to grasp some memories over the past 4 years


the mountain is so green after washed by fierce thunderstorm
smokes, i see
walking through that dark forest


pon* asked me what would be changed if i were a freshman...
"nothing." i said

glad that i am leaving this campus with no regret. AT ALL


thanks for you people: agnes, professors, and anyone who once cared about me
bye loh~ 我的政大