Saturday, February 12, 2011

Tuft of hair!

Tuft tuft tuft.

My favourite word of the moment.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Here's a quiz type of thing!

I got
Passion / Secret / Hate

Umm... I'm passionate about secretly hating people? Haha I don't know wtf.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Bad dreams about partners.

You know how sometimes you get dreams about your partners cheating on / leaving / killing / conspiring against / fighting with / cooking you in a big pot of curry?


You're not normal.

Okay maybe I don't know I could be the abnormal one because it seems Fruffie never seems to get such dreams. Even if she does, she doesn't seem to either remember / respond to it. My dreams are always super lucid (which explains the sleep talking / shouting / crying / laughing) so when I wake up from bad dreams like partners being bitches, I wake up really. mad.

Such a nightmare haunted me yesterday (I was going to say 'last night', but it was really in the afternoon). It involved Fruffie telling me she was sick of being abuse / treated like a pet by me and therefore, was leaving me right before our very special road trip.

Tell me how not to be angry?!?

I was like wtf bitch wtf how dare you ffff. But she flounced away merrily to her new found lover - let's call her Em. Then they started making outz and being all touchy and shit and oh my god you guys. I think at that point my anger transcended anger itself. It was rageeeee to the power of infinity. Do you know how extreme that is? Ask my 1313 for an accurate mathematical explanation.

Seriously. Not. Cool. Worse part was, we had to go on the road trip together. And the both of them were like freaking rolling about in bed right next to me. dfkjalkefjafjdfaejkfadfhasdf for some reason, Em was being super smug about it and Fruffie just seemed completely indifferent towards my presence so they were REALLY GETTING IT ON.

Imagine watching your 1day old ex fuck another person. in. the. same. bed. as. you.


So obviously I woke up wanting to kill somebody. She's lucky because she wasn't at home.

And she wasn't home long enough for me to start worrying that maybe she really wanted to go to Em. Plus I couldn't call either because I was out of credit. So all I could do was wait in trepidation.

At about 11PM though, (around the time I decided to give up on waiting and maybe go to bed) she popped her head in the room WITH ROSES YOU GUYS. WITH ROSES. ANDDDDDDD my favourite food as well!! Knowing how little $ she has to live with, it's like a super special gesture!



K I know this entry is bordering dangerously on the line of being mushy / lovey dovey / eeky / cringe-worthy and of which are not associated to me but whatever I AM HUMAN I LIKE SWEET THINGS.

Monday, February 7, 2011


Only had 2 hours of sleep.
Not because I didn't want to sleep, but because I wasn't allowed to.

Sunday, February 6, 2011


YUP. I can now play the game all thanks to Hwa Soo's patience.

He also taught me how to tie that Korean bath towel thing. It's actually really easy, despite it's complicated looking structure. Apparently, it's supposed to look like a sheep instead of a bull hahaha I don't know what possessed me to think that anyway.

Yay! I love learning new things. Increasing my encyclopedia capacity.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

What the fuck bitch.

Who are you man.


Random gifs

Friday, February 4, 2011


Here are a bunch of ( 重くフォトショップ ) pictures from Andrea's party. See, I'm so honest. Indirectly.

Party was brill. Andrea's amazinggg & so is her apartment! The crowd was really interesting as well. Food was great. Had lots of greens and fish balls. Omnomnom. And pasta! That had ham in it so I was like OMFG OMFG spit out but mussels were yum. :3
Awesome way to kick start the new year even though I didn't wear any new clothes. Fluffy was making me feel self conscious about my pink + cyan dress with cat prints. CUTE WHAT. But first, I need to get myself a pair of those frilly socks and chunky heels before I'll start wearing them on the streets woohoo. Excited.

Of Paws & Such.

So because Fruffie was busy engaging in activities that involved her looking like this,

I started doing some strength training through the form of playing with her xxl camera. The result of which were toner arms and more masterpieces of stuff like paws and my pretty bruise I have decided to name My Pretty Bruise. I know right, my creativity knows no boundaries.


My thighs damn fucking fat actually. What you see there is fake because I photoshopped like a mad bitch. NO joke you guys. Sophia is now a walking piece of lard. Boohoo. Blame it on the age!!

On to less deprecating news, I've just found out Fruffie has songs with lyrics like :

___________________________________Cum girl, I'm trying to get your pussy wet.
___________________________________Work that, let me see you drip sweat.

Accompanied by background moaning sound effects.


I can't recall what this punishment was for anymore, but all I did was draw eyeliner NICELY + extend her eyebrows for her. Following which, her excitement took over when she discovered the awesomeness of the eyebrow pencil and decided that she'd darken it even further + darken her shane-like eyeliner to emulate that of a panda / raccoon + include a mustache + dyke goatie. And then I added whiskers like those on Whistle to complete the deranged person look.


Looks a bit like Jack Sparrow.

In my opinion. No one has to agree with me.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Good morning, from under the sheets

I haven't been in the mood to draw recently. It's really bad. My sketchbook has like 3 outlined images but I'm too uninspired to ink / fill them out although I've pretty much got an idea of what I want to do with it. Meh. Please let this drought go away.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Prettiest. Bruise. Everrrr.

Meal plan for today:
4PM - Breakfast
Cabbage soup

6PM - Lunch
Cabbage soup

8PM - Dinner
Cabbage soup

10PM - Sleep, hopefully. I'm going to try my darndest!

The day I decided to make cabbage soup.

3 carrots
1 pack pre-cut broccoli + cauliflower
1 onion
½ cabbage

Skinned + chopped the carrots / sliced onion, plucked + tore cabbage in a sporadic manner / added oil in pot / threw in sliced onions to fry till soft / added 4 cups of water / threw in carrots / leave to boil / threw in broccoli + cauliflower / realise pot wasn't big enough / gently balanced cabbage on top of broccoli + cauliflower / leave to cook for a bit / stir / stand / stir / stand / stir / cover / boil until cabbage turn transparent-ish / stir / realise soup was spilling over / drink a little / cover / stir / cover / stir / cover / stir / cover / chat for a bit with housemates / realise soup boiled over the pot / freak out / stir / turn off fire / decide I was no longer hungry / leave pot full of vegetables on stove for tomorrow.

This is the most exciting it gets in a day of my life.

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