Here Comes the Sun

Walking through our school campus to reach the gate and then having the best time I've had with friends since the beginning of this year. There is only one final left, so we are breathing again, laughing and eating and letting go of the tension and control. I guess when you are all sick with the same illness, the problem doesn't matter anymore. We're breathing again. It will be okay.

I recently noticed that archiving is one of the  fundamental bases of my personality, which explains why I take so many photos whenever I see ordinary things that I don't ever want to forget. Perhaps I should obtain a camera somehow to take pictures of higher quality.