Oh my June

Singapore has four seasons: Summer. Summer. Summer. And summer.

Well, Singapore doesn't have that much variety when it comes to seasons. The sun shines all year round, and the temperature stays as hot as ever. And whenever I don't feel the heat, it's because I was freezing in the office with the aircon and no window and working.

Yet thinking about June still makes me smile. Maybe because of some blurry memories from the faraway past.

The past when we were still young and we got to play in the summer, and then we got to go to the beach ...

Oh. Wait.
Yes. I can still go to the beach this summer.

And I'm still young.

Life's still good. Nice. Some bumps along the way doesn't change that fact.

(I'm still frustrated. But oh well, the reason why you didn't return my phone might be because your life is much more miserable than mine and you were jealous with me. I pity you. Enjoy my phone while you can, &^%@^&%!^& - insert some ugly inappropriate language here for me please.)

Haiz