Thursday, September 30, 2010

Would you?


Would you use this? Isn't it going to make your butt dirtier?

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Procrastination is killing.


Procrastination is killing me.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Let play pretend.


I wish that life could be like playing pretend.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Time's running out.

Time is running out for me already. Exams coming up soon, and i hadn't even revise or really touch my books. I am all screwed up, nothing had gone into my mind, i barely could remember the content that i need to. I really want to sit down and mug, but my brain and body isn't refusing.

Is it time to keep away from my lappy?

I can't live without it. I will die.

I need to mug.

Ps: It is always a bad hair day for me these few days. Time for a haircut? I am scared of one. 

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Murmurings

My little cousin came to visit today. YAY It had been a really long time since i saw him, months ago, maybe? He is always falling sick. My mother saw him at the market and she brought him home. We had fun 'playing together', he sat on my bed while I watched WGM, playing on his own loudly. My mother dug out my old toys and gave him to play. It is so funny to have him turning to me once in a while, asking me questions, silly questions in our eyes.

I let him watch Crayon Shinchan, but he don't seem to understand it. Yoongsan is having a hard time because my little cousin keep going around the house picking up all his toys, putting on my bed. When it's time to leave and go to my grandma's house, he doesn't want to go. My mother gave him his shoes and told him to wear it, but he put them back onto the rack and said he don't want to leave.

It was so hard to figure out what he is asking me, his voice is so soft, like he is murmuring. I had to ask my mother to repeat what he asked. He's super cute when playing games on my phone, yelling and all when he manage to figure out what is going on. In the end, he kept playing with my phone and don't want to go home when his parents asked him to wear his shoes. He is mad funny too. His brother left after dinner and he only asked for him when they were going home, for all the time, he doesn't even know his brother left already.

He isn't visiting next week, he is going Thailand for holiday. It has been so long since i played with him, having to try to figure what he is saying, explaining things to him.

No photos though. I shall take my camera out and snap many many photos of him when i see him again.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Fears, Hates

That day, i had nothing to do. Well, i has nothing to do almost everyday though. I went to look through a list of phobias and found that i had a few symptoms of those stated. I picked out a few that i strongly think that it's my fears.



Tonsurephobia - Fear of haircuts.
Since secondary three, i started to hate cutting my hair. I just had the thought of what if the person cut my hair wrongly, or not according to what i want and then turn out hilarious. I will always complain and complain to the people around me when i need a haircut. I used to nag and nag about it until my mother couldn't take it. On the way to the hair salon, i will start to think of all sort of nonsenses. Like, the person accidentally snip all too much of my hair or cut a hole somewhere. I dread stepping into the hair salon, and would always like to have someone to company when i am going for a haircut.

I went to have a haircut on my own that day. Seriously, the feeling sucks a lot. I almost fainted when i went in. Luckily, it turned out well and was close to what i wanted.


Coulrophobia - Fear of clowns.

I always dislike the statue of the MacDonald man that is outside the outlet, where the statue is on the bench. I just think that it is disgusting, the scary white face and red hair, resemble a clown. Just staring at the picture above, almost make me faint already.


Ophidiophobia - Fear of snakes. (There is no way to display an image of one)

I am really afraid of snakes. I don't even dare to look at the TV when it is showing snakes.

I swear i will kill the person if she/he dare to put one in front of my face. I mean it.

I hate to order when i am eating outside. I hate to ask the sales ladies if i need help when i am in a store. I jsut simply hate to need to talk to someone for directions.

I don't know why, i am just uncomfortable when that.