Good morning, mocha ice blended! Here's where I have been living, from morning to evening. (The library cafe.) Work has been coming along really sluggishly despite the fact that there isn't much distraction in the library, apart from the occasional book/magazine. And besides, I always end up dozing off on the table and waking up with acute pins and needles.
Saw this outside the library today. I love butterflies, I have a phobia of caterpillars. Someone point out the irony please. Oh but there's something very sad about this photo! On first glance it's just another one of those butterfly photos, but if you look closely, you can see that its wings are torn in so many places ):
(Or maybe that's part of it's camouflage technique, but somehow I don't think so :P)
Anyway.
Thanks to rugby, Justin has been unable to smile/laugh properly because his lip is torn. On the contrary, I am fully capable of smiling/laughing properly but decided to complement Justin and his funny face with a funny face of my own (:
And that ^ is a close-up of his lip! Eee. You can't miss it because I circled it in pink (:
Tag time!
Syuan: Yes, we do argue! Don't worry, we're human (: It's something like what you said about your photos - there is much suffering I don't blog about. Ahaha. Ok not exactly "much suffering" but you get what I mean. Ask Justin and he'll tell you what a terror I can be! -snarl-
Sandhya: Somehow for my family, events like daddy's day or mummy's day or birthdays aren't a big thing at all. Usually we go out for dinner, perhaps a few weeks late and call it our Fathers' Day Dinner. Hehe! Family culture I guess! Doesn't mean we love each other any less (:
xY: You didn't tell me! And okay, enough about sperm :P Ahaha! All the best for your papers, how come they begin TOMORROW?! That's crazy!
One more week, people. -shudder-
I think I'm getting stressed again, because I had a laughing fit today. That was my 2nd time. The first time was while studying for CT1 I think, and I was sitting at mosburger alone, waiting for Justin to come back from the loo, giggling out loud but trying not to, and feeling like a complete fool.
It might sound pretty mild, but it's really not pleasant to be unable to stop laughing although nothing is funny and people are staring and your tummy hurts like the dickens and your throat is all raw and scratchy and you're wheezywheezywheezy and full of phlegm. After a while I think I sounded like I was crying violently. Ow.
But we found that the most effective medicine for my laughing fit was to flip open the Physics TYS and start discussing Electromagnetic Induction, and tadaa, the giggles would subside! :D We had to do that three times (I think) before I stopped laughing completely.
Not funny okay.
(Am I the only one who gets these??)