Oh Bless!
I finally got someone to help me shift my photos from my Nokia cameraphone to the pc.
The one above is my favourite.
Everyone thinks i photoshoped it.
Well.
I didn’t.
I’m not that great in photoshop anyway.
I’m only good at zapping off zits.
I know it looks kinda fake, but i swear to god, i was sitting at ming tien after class
Feeling more than a tad bored
When this awesome bright blue butterfly swooped in my face
And landed on my Coke can
See. Everyone loves Coke.
or is it…
Everything loves Coke.
A butterfly is a thing ain’t it?
But it has a soul, so does that not make it a someone?
I’m crapping.
Ignoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
*Happy Birthday Dear*
Today is my slut’s birthday
I have yet to pass him his birthday present
At the moment, i am at home
Doing last minute work yet again
*slaps self*
Class was actually productive for me today
I passed out on the way home
In the kl traffic jam
Awfulness
Couldn’t stop coughing
Like a cow in class
And had a flush of fever
So i entered my room
and thought
Wow… where did this mess come from
Did i not just clean it…?
Chucked some things back into place
Quick quick quick
And i didn’t feel like listening
To words being sung
So Strauss sang instead
And i collapsed into bed
This was all at 8 pm
Was made to wake up at midnight
To go to my slut’s house
And marinate my hands
in sugar, sauce and onions
So that his chicken would taste good
It was fun
And squishy
The slut just stood in a corner
Eating cereal
And complained about the onions
That made his eyes cry
Useless thing
It didn’t take long
Then we watched Love Actually
I loved it
He thought it was too happy
And now
now.
NOW.
I’m at home.
Writing this.
When i should be doing my work.
So off i go.
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