I don't suppose they're old enough to be worth much.
They're so pretty... especially foreign stamps... unlike Malaysian stamps. I'm obviously still bitter over the impediment.
Since we're talking about my childhood, allow me to indulge in one more childhood memory, yeah?
Mum goes to the club for Table Tennis every now and then since I was... 11.
I used to hide under the table but I have no idea, for what. I'm guessing, it's either to sabotage the game or sabotage the game.
Then I was there with Mum and Jon last week to give Sports Photography a go. BAD IDEA. The kit lens obviously isn't fast enough for a game like Table Tennis and because Mum was wearing white, she tended to overexpose in pictures where I used the flash.
In order to make myself feel better (the heat was getting to me), I took a controlled shot which would've turned out very nice if I had made sure the subject was in focus. Damn.