Blog. Blog.

EH?!

I can still blog! It's a bloooody miracle!

Alrighty.

Shall share with ya a short story what bloody happened to me when i was walkin home after school one day.


It was a bright and sunny day.

The birds were chirping loudly as i strolled my way towards the path home.

Then all of a sudden!

*cue eerie creepy background music*

A man, or rather an uncle, ok lahh, a man of about 1.68m, dark skin tone, wearin a cap, with dark blue shirt and a hideous 3/4 pants, with probably a spongebob squarepants boxers, unshaven legs..and and..

Ya. You get the picture.

OK. Here goes.

As we brushed shoulders (not literally silly),

at about close to 3cm away from each other,

his bloody hands were like swinging close to my bloody chest lahh!

Then he like try to act like nothing ABSOLUTELY happened. And continued to walk his big walk.

Good thing is,

I dodged successfully.

Bad thing is,

I did it in the uglist manner you can think of.
Like a bloody acrobat that's what it is!


Can't picture it?

Ok. Maybe i can use what "artistic" talent left in me to draw for you.


NOOO??


Too bad.




Well. That's the best i can give you.

See my ultra flexibility in bending like 90 degrees, pushing my upper body back like a ridiculous haywire?

Final note: dont puke when i say that the "elvis presley hairdo" is actually my attempt in drawing a cap.











EH! Dont laugh!

I know you are still laughing lohh!





MY art get A** one ok!