the bird at hm died last week.well.though i've lived in the same house with it for a few yrs,i had never really stopped to look at it.

we were pretty like strangers,but weirdly,whenever i pass by the cage lately, i'll think of it -.- it was pretty poor thing i guess.cos i thot that it seemed like a sad bird.

i think it was my dad's companion. giving it a bath was one of the first things my dad would do when he got hm everyday. i bet dad feels kinda empty now,especially as he's a very routine-kinda person. so im trying to stay out of his way these few days.trying to be more considerate.

RIP birdie.