Three quarter.

Reeled me in almost too early. Bad enough that I have a hideous posture caused by wrong sleeping posture, 'tard of difficulties in sleeping slash insomnia made them shoulders of mine strained. Learned that cells shared the same characteristics as I. Hydrophobic. No. I kid, I kid. I am NOT hydrophobic.

Nose flaring moments and audible heart palpitations to accompany my Tuesday. Original plan of hanging out with le lad was canceled and was turned into a course mates slash future accountants day out instead. Decided to take mind off a couple things and tagged along lesbian partner and classmates. Sg Wang was picked as place of leisure activity of the day.
Reached around 2.30pm, met lass I at the train station, hugs and kisses were exchanged, hopped off to Sg Wang to meet the other two lass M and lass C. And again, hugs and kisses were exchanged. It's what girls do. What can I do? Moving on, agreed by board of comittee and Teppanyaki was chosen as lunch spot of the day. One chicken teppanyaki, one beef teppanyaki and two cuttle fish teppanyaki. All good baby. All good.
Meal was had, gossips were updated, next thing we know, splurging process has already begun. Lasses couldn't hold on tight to dearest purses any longer and lass I was the winner of lass with most splurges for the day. And I myself had a few pleasure purchases of cheap boxed shirts with yellow sling bad. (Yay. I've got my bag and it's yellow. *Yellow banana dance*). An awkward situation occured while lasses and I were shopping. The sales girls made confuse faces to lass I and I, each time we stepped in into the store. 'You oh-rang cina ke malayu?' 'You macham cina tapi chakap malayu. Saya chakap cina sama you, you oh oh oh. Tapi you fah-ham ke saya charkap apa?.' Explainations of true identity were then revealed, 'ohh. I see I see.' Ili baby, let's play role play and be jinjangs next time! LMAO.
And oh, met pet sister A for a short while. And cam whored a little before she went back home and before god knows how long untill we meet again. Rollerblading was canceled again due to time issue. However, it was sort of replaced with a self-help photography session instead. The pictures turned out great and plates of laughters were served everytime the pictures were reviewed. And stomache crams from overdose laughing is so not fun I tell you. But it was worth it for once. Laughlines! No?
A quarter pass 7, farewells were bid and we were on our way back home. Wal-lah!

Sis Azmira :)

Handsome eyh? *wink

Snap.
Moi, Lass C (caca), Lass I (ili), Lass M (maya)

I reckon the cars are gonna go slow now everytime we cross the road now that lass I owns a yellow skinny she longed for long. :p
Camera man in action.

First attempt with flash lights i suppose.

Yeah. Accountants on crack I call it.

I thought it was free style but I got conned and was left without the peace.

Lose the pouts? Na-ah.

Lass M was on an attempt of arm flexibility proving I believe.

Failed attempt. Pictures were side cropped. Ngeh.

Melodramatic slash drama queens.

And I finally began to make peace.

Monkey wannabees? You can say so.

Darn you lass M and C. We're civilized people with deodorants okay?
As quoted by Lass I 'It's all about Adlynn'

Lass M's head got chopped.

And now, she got hyper and couldn't stay still.

And then it was lass C's turn. Lass I and I were the only behaved patience ones. Heh.And finally. (ps, Lass M, I won't charge you for sexual harassment. Don't worry.)
And oh. I so need to get a haircut. Long grown fringe is making me messier than messy.

Side note : Mother dearest, no scale can measure your perfect-ness. None.