331. Gone.

Yes the big baby's gone. My mum found him adopters to take him away from me. Yes, I cried like a fucking baby. Yes, I feel like someone spray painted "asshole you ditched your dog" all over my forehead, but I can't do much about it. Here's him, gallivanting around the garden like a mini elephant, top of my pyramid, cause everyone else has to clean his shit. Haha. I love you, baby. I'll come visit you when I can. Still, can't believe you're gone. Sigh.

Taking a guarding stance at his 'hole'

In the makings of the 'hole'

Running, I swear if you zoom you can see his saliva.

Trying to eat the camera.

Acting cute. Dumbo (:

Posing.

Just like his owner. HO HO HO~

Sitting.

Damn comel laah youu.

Anyway, we've been through so much.

The pounces, jumps, scratches, barks, whines, snarls, dirt, biting and whatnot.

You're too hyper I couldn't even hug you to take a picture.

Not that anyone was there to take except the timer.

You'd always have a space in my heart, a doggy space.

Love you so much, Comel, it's retarded.

♥

330. Dumbo.

SO CUTE, HOMAGOD SERIOUSLY.

SO CUTEE :D

SO CUTEEEE :D

DUMBO IS SO CUTE.

AND HE'S MASTER AT POPPING :D

329. Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, it doesn't go away.

Just went to Mid Valley with mumsie. We ate at Pastis , Croquet Monsieur, Criollo, and Poire Belle Helene. Super delicious (:

I walked in Isetan and found 3 overpriced shoes. Haha.

Nine West, Steve Madden, Aldo.
So I went to Robinsons.

Got this dress at Melt, for about RM180.

Kinda expensive, but it's gorgeous.

Then I bought a pair of black flats.

And a pair of earrings.

(:

328. A break.

A break.

Thank god.

327. Stress stress stress.

Okay. Unlike what you expect of this post, I have NOT been studying all this while. In fact, I'm having the time of my life thinking that I've got all my notes at home, waiting patiently for me to memorize them for tomorrow's big exam.

Well, hurrah.

When I decided to start studying PROPERLY today, I realize

1. I don't have ANY of my sejarah notes that I copied.

2. I didn't have my BM novel notes.

3. I was lazy, my determination is mangkok.

4. I'm bad at memorizing things, bad.

5. I NEED MY MUSIC.

6. I need McD's.

7. I needed my NOTES FOR GOD'S SAKE.


So, I did what any average person WOULDN'T do.

I went swimming.

Yes, hurrah people. Cheer. What is this RETARDED MIDDLE CLASS AVERAGE SCORING PIECE OF SHIT DOING IN A POOL WHEN THERE'S EXAMS TOMORROW?! I don't know. I was bored.

So I'm cramming.

Taking BM notes from the internet.

Trying to cram.

TRYING.

But failing.



Good luck to all the other retards out there who might be better or a little more worst than me.

We're gonna suck.

Balls.

Oh, shit.

326. The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.

This is for all the retards ( BRYAN WINK WINK ) who showed up at my Mooncake thing on Saturday (:

TOLD YOU SO :D

Li Wang Yu Hui.

I lalalove you long long time.
Thank you for all the pictures.
(:

Khor Wei Shen.

Who's uber photogenic. I'm jealous I swear.
You're a darkie for life, and we can go get dark together in Pangkor! :D
You're toooo cutee.

The few rando

m moments (:

KK!

Who had to leave early.

(: BLUE HOUSE FOR LIFE!

Being jakuned.

Sorry if everything's not in perfect order (:

Muhammad Zulfarouq Shamsudin.

Who's laugh has cracked me up a bajillion times.
And sense of style is nice laah. GREEN HOUSER.
Haha. iPhone (:

And last but certainly not least.
Bryan Boo the jakun.

Thank you for making the night funny as hell.
It would have been a little awkward without you there.
*Happy dance*
LOL.