The Flying Mr. Grasshopper
Yesterday afternoon, me and my friends were having conversations while waiting lecture in front of the office. Suddenly my eyes caught something un usually right behind my friend's back. It was a flying grasshopper woaa!!! Oh, no it was sticking to the window so it seemed like flying. Hehe, he re it is ... I wonder what the Mr. Grasshopper was thinking about, was he worrying about being stick and trapped in a place of nowhere (it's 2nd floor of building and none plants) didn't have any idea how to get rid, and back home to meet his family? Or. .. He was so happy for finally getting free to feel the air up there, see a bigger version than his small world and finally got rid of all the shitty things in his life down there. ( Or maybe Mr. Grasshopper just got an Alzheimer? Noooooooo!!)