Karma is my bottom bitch
Before I even realize we welcomed April, May has started. Getting older surely fast-forwards time, which sometimes is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, sometimes I wish time could just go faster. Maybe just a little faster, or much faster. and by the way, no. I am not writing this post while I'm constipating. Well, excuse me. I digress. I remember the time felt like eternal when I was younger and it was painful. Probably teenage time passed rather quickly for me because most of the time it felt like my mind was always somewhere else. And anyways I had nothing but time and youth so I wasted stupidly. The time that was painful was when I was this small. This picture was taken at my parents garden. This was probably the first day of my kinder garden, so I was 4. (In Japan, you could start either from 4 or 5 for 3 or 2 years kinder garden until elementary school starts at age 7.) I am smiling in this picture, and I don't remember about this pictur