it’s school time again. the dragging of kids at 530am. not something i look forward to. but there is also the book covering, the smell of new school supplies that is nostalgic.
what happen to me last june? i can no longer remember. i know i was with this group of 3 cool boys — hacking and stuff. after that, i’m still surrounded by that kind of people. no wonder, i’m always mistaken as a programmer. like duh.