Saturday, 28 February 2009

this is epic. the MANA lisa~

izam madonna~

chibi-fied attempts of my stupidity. XD

samurai san~

left: vampire san to ningyo chan. right: unknown lady. . .

customized traditional japanese clothing. kimono, yukata and hakama. yukata's my fav. love the platforms too. seems really professionally designed ^^ -proud-

loving sibling/couple? and a samurai san.

chef by my didi~ xDDD
dumdeedumdumdum. . . ==; ==; ==; hmm. . . ahh. . . lost for words. . .
afternoon, almost late for tuition, couldn't find class, went toilet during class then lost my way back. kenna directed by the teacher ic twice. . . embarressing. . . what happened to my sense of direction? faulty. . . out of order. . . oh well. on my way to presbo high {the tution place], i saw this chubby boy from my tuition class and was like, heckk, same as me [time], then he was walking ahead of me and i'm like, you shall not overtake yours truly and sped up. lol. fancy that. halfway through i lost him then lost myself in the damn huge presbo high [WTF: why must be so big?].
on my way back, i don't know why but i didn't bother to check the side thing where they show where the train goes and just boarded the wrong side after some girl. dumbo me. then i saw this lake kinda place and was like, wow, never see before, nicenice. then i realised, i couldn't have taken the wrong train right? i mean, i didn't even check the side thing? just nice, reached khatib, got my ass off the train and took the right one. finally back in good old toa payoh i saw this strange guy standing by those big poster things with light in 'em and mining for gold [ewww] and i heard him say 'awwwww'. make me wanna puke. awww, why don't you stop mining and start scramming ya lil NOSE DiGGER. finally back home then went for laksa at block 79. nothing beats a good meal.
recently i realised i've been snacking so much and not drinking water. i am and EXPERT at giving myself no reasons to eat. sighh. like my lil pouch isn't big enough. well, as long as i'm happy i guess? ^^
'pity is meant for others, not for youself. . .' -pauline @ 22:56