I love to read newspaper or magazine while having my lunch. yesterday, i was about to read the main article on Kompas when mom called me and shown me this article -----> click  (that page has a different picture from what I saw on newspaper,both of me and my brother screamed because it went worse)
I can't hold my tears. it's sad to know the fact that I can help them and do something, lame.

( okay,let's pretend that you-don't-know-exactly-what-is-on-my-picture is pangolin.I drew it behind my english assignment,uh.)


p.s : I found my negative thoughts irksome,and yes. I need harsh cleaning.