It’s already become the session of unplanned adventure! Being able to go on holiday after such an occupied spell is a blessing in itself. Incidentally, after not having travelled for so long. So, the two of us, Loughrey’s Hong and Fahlte’s William, are currently on holiday in Tokyo. We’ve visited lots of places, one of which is “From Japan To The World” as seen in our photos! After browsing some lovely items, we carried on strolling around a few photo-worthy spots, taking pictures of each other. How does that sound to y’all Who’s got the best pose? Then, we decided to stop at a street-side eatery that looked quite appealing. We chose their best-selling item, vanilla ice cream topped with sponge cake. The texture is incrediblyb soft and melt-in-the-mouth and we weren’t even sure if it’s the first time either of us had ever tried something so delicious. After that, we tried to find other spots, just to look like trendy kids! Our outfits clashed a bit, but it’s cool enough for a casual outing.

Spend time with my friends.. until my mom reach me to go my own home.

having a good day means having good vibes too. how’s your day, dearest Lumpings?

dikabarkan sebelum ada lampu dd udah MENYALA duluan

wanna share airpods?

Selamat malammm Lumpings

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The sun isn’t even up properly yet, but the heat is already sitting on my chest like a wet dog. I’ve been driving for two hours with the windows rolled down, letting the salt air and the smell of bruised grass scrub the city off my skin. Loughrey’s Kak Sangah called me three times yesterday to ask if I’d check the scores. “They’re playing the LG, Anna. Top of the ninth, bases loaded!” I didn’t watch it then. I had three spreadsheets open and a cold cup of coffee dying on my sterile desk. So today, I bought a tickets for a minor-league game in a stadium that smells like stale beer, diesel, and sun-baked asphalt. I’m sitting three rows behind the home dugout, eating roasted peanuts and spitting the cracked shells. The scoreboard is missing half its lightbulbs, but every time the bat cracks against the leather, something in my ribs unmoors itself. I pull out my phone and text her a picture of the blinding stadium lights while showing the fact that I did it just right. Don’t you also think the same, Ilyes?
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