i have no plans. So here’s one random day.

everybody likes pictures, who doesn’t like playing with your camera?

Here comes a super unattractive picture of me sneezing, i had the shots running so i had another one even worst than this but this is all you get.

I do find my nails very attractive in this picture actually. ( I typed this in a British accent.) (I bet you read ‘British accent’ in a British accent.)

GUISE, REMEMBER THIS?! It was part of my childhood ok. Like everywhere I went. I used to see this.

AND I really like that ducky.

^ my table was in a mess, so might as well.

You have no idea how super easily irritated i get these days. Okay, maybe it’s not only these few days but you have no idea what my own species can do just to see my irritated little face. Yes, I'm convinced that they do this to satisfy their little devil inside.

And yes, i am very annoyed RIGHT NOW because at this very moment, my body decided that i wasn’t annoyed enough and YOU SHALL HAVE HICCUPS NOW BECAUSE I SAY SO. Fuck this shit.

Okay, let’s put the hiccups aside and calm down.

HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MUCH I HATE PLANNING AND ORGANIZING? Like i was never needed to do things like this because i don’t i like doing it and doing something that you don’t like means that the final product of the whole thing will be just crap. CRAP!

Anyway, of cause everyone had a part in making this outing successful (hopefully successful enough to be claimed as one).

Yes, i do realise i sound like a old hag going on and on on how much life sucks but sometimes this happens to me too and i need to show some kind of stress reliving action that proves I'm still human. So here i am blogging about how i really hate the situation i am in now. Well, half of you out there would probably skip the whole lot of this and just move on to the pictures and yes i would very much like you to do that because now, if i were to read this entire post again, i think i would call myself a stupid petty little bitch.

Following the hiccups we have the stupid bloody internet problem where they tell me some other IP address is messing with my wifi and so as a CS student, i decided to read something and try figuring something out. Turns out what i read was like French to me, so i just closed my entire browsers and here i am, lashing out on every single stupid thing that has happened to me so far.

And no, i do not feel better after all this lashing because writing on a blog doesn’t count because i am a normal human being and prefer having a real life talk with another human being or a pet works fine too.

Lets skip to the pictures.

and note to self, i am never bringing out my hat when I'm with these few. EVER.

yeah i know, i love pictures too.

this is my breakfast tomorrow.

Friday, 24 February.

So i spent my entire day at home doing absolutely nothing. How interesting.

one does not simply understand the use of “one does not simply..”

sometimes the best picture is when everyone is smiling at their most natural state. No, except Sharon. Yes, that’s definitely not her smiling.

And here we have everyone, sweaty, oily, sticky (or maybe just me).

 

And to those who doubt the view I claim to have right outside my bedroom window.. Here it is! SUCK ON THAT.

AND HERE COMES THE BOREDOM PICTURES:

And today I tasted my MAMEE and it was awful. It lost it’s crisp and the flavour wasn’t there anymore. So i decided to turn it into cup noodle. Not that it taste any better of cause. (I was probably really bored to have done that)

Thursday, 9 February.

what will we do for tomorrow.

So the few of us decided to go for the titanic exhibit. I’ve always loved titanic. Not the movie, the ship.

if you look closer, there’s words saying

“stand behind the black line and stretch out your hand or foot until you see a green dot.”

So the curious me took a step and stood before the black line.. and guess what.. ok don’t guess let me show you.

yes, the YMCA turn out terrible and because no one wanted to take the “A” spot.

I wanted the stitch ever since I saw this auntie who came into our shop with that little stitch in her plastic bag and I wanted to go get the freaking thing that day itself but because of implications, i was forced to wait a week and received it from a lovely dude who bought it for me instead.

If you look carefully, you’ll see that girl is dancing to wondergirl’s be my baby. And that, she is really retarded looking in pictures. Lol, sorry dude I wasn’t paying any attention on you.

“OMG, I LOVE THIS SHIT.”

i cannot tell you how much i laughed after realising the faces people were making in this photo. ( If you’re really that slow, there’s one on the far left and the idiot pointing.)

happy ninja! If you know what I mean..