A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when I realised I'd never get to go to Hogwarts. I want to be 11 again. But it's too late, cause Severus Snape's already dead. So is Michael Jackson. Why am I always just a little too late? p.s. Cool blogskin eh?

May 1st had been a defining date.
It was my beloved grandpa's death anniversary.
He passed on 2 years ago.
How I miss you grandpa =(
But I know where ever you are, you are in a better place.
Something happened yesterday.
Pain, back stabbed, T,T

A really emo nametag I did for prefect camp.
It't too late, but I'll just share it anyway.




~Life on earth is random,
It means nothing to me~