Hello world, hello you.
It's amazing to find out how time flies.
I can still recall the days when my brother was a sixteen years old, playing basketball more than he spent time with books, and I still recall the days when I see him get stressed up because of club projects.
Then, now it's my turn.
I can imagine myself looking at my brother and I at my mum's point of view.
I somehow do.
Goodnight (:
