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This was supposed to be a post about some funny picture that I took in the tourist spot that I went to but I’m so muddled up, the edited pictures turn out like shit. And see? My sentence so long, I forgot how to use a comma. I know that your bodily fluids exit you when you suffer from diarrhea, I didn’t expect my fun writing streak to be flushed down the loo as well.

No inspiration. Grrrr. Can I defragment myself so that I can fully utilize disk space in my head?

Wtf.

I know this is so so so so random. I tried to sit down and play with my Adobe Illustrator and all I got was this lousy Bee.

There you go, my first ever vector image. I sorta grasp the concept of AI now. Totally different from the way Adobe Photoshop works. I really need to shake off the PS mindset and think AI nao else I’ll be stuck forever!

Gawd I am soooooooo random. Good night!

The current project status is still on hold due to some lousy management. The chabor is frustrated (not at Akonana).

A bit too bummed to blog properly, but I’ll kickstart myself soonish. Hope the lousy heat headache will evade me tomorrow. 41 friggin’ degrees and the monsoon is delayed. Air-cons don’t solve the problem - They only make me feel even more sluggish! =(

Grrrrrrrrr.

Will I see him again sooner than anticipated? Not when I get home, but when he comes here?

Stray pieces of happy thoughts flit through my mind at the prospect of having him here, but I gotta get a grip, really. The lesser the anticipation, the lesser the disappointment.

It’d be fantastic to have another company, being expats here can be pretty lonely. Civilization is not what it seems in India, what with the language barrier and all. On the other hand, if he doesn’t come, no big also. I know we can make it through these few months of LDR. Seriously no big. =)

But it’d really be awesome if the scenario turns out to be the former.

Oh well, a girl can dream. =)

Pics of my weekend trip up tomorrow, I was sick these few days. =(

*Continues my dreams*

Today is my second year anniversary with the bf. And it’s also our celebration of 7 years of friendship. Cool hor. To think I was secretly admiring this SMS pal just a few years back and now he’s my bf. ^^ Oh, and I must emphasize, I do not believe best friends cannot never become lovers.

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Thank you Kenny for the furry cactus. I promise to love it and take care of it. :)

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I pushed the limits of my eyelashes using Majolica Majorca Lash Expander Frame Plus, RMK Eyelash Curler and an eyelash heated curler. I wore my lashes proud and sky high but I found that…

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My droopy lashes got serve purpose one k. When they are droopy and near my eyes, I suspect they retain my eye moisture.

My eyes are fukken dry today. I had MJ mascara on whole day, and the curl stayed with me 24/7 too. So when the lashes weren’t drooping down my eyes, I suspect all the moisture evaporated because nothing there to retain ‘em when my lashes are busy pointing upwards.

Bah what kind of nonsense. 

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Today I boarded a taxi at the right hand side. Usually their Taxi Licence is located at the dashboard at the passenger seat right? I had an overwhelming urge to check out the taxi driver’s ID today. I really purposely lean over to look hor.

To my astonishment, the guy’s name tallied with my bf’s surname and his dad’s middle name. OMGWTFBBQSAUCE. 

Me: Dear you told me you have some relative driving taxi right?
Akonana: Yalah my uncle got one drive taxi, but dunno still working or not.
Me: Is your uncle called XXX?
Akonana: Yes… Wtf are you in his taxi nao?

OMG imagine the coincidence. And I didn’t know how to introduce myself to his relative, so I asked:

Hey uncle, do you have a relative called Akonana?

And he give me a pure shocked expression.

*Blank stare*

ROFL.