-=| Sat night at Figs and olive of Vivo. |=-
Cool Mum, with her retro thing going on. And dad, in his polo's, how glam...
Oh cool, look at the fence.
And this is the "simply delicious" fish and chip.
Learnt from America's next top model, the haha-ing out loud to create a vibrant natural smile.
The haha-ing gone wrong. It should never be done this way.
Doing the side profile, showing nice... @#$% teeth. My eyes are weird, the eye further away looks bigger then the one nearer, distorted face.
The famous half smile...
... Gone wrong... popularized by Elvis, Immortalized (alienated) by me.
Front profile, flawless skin, but squinty eyes.
Ok, lets perfect it, open-wide open-wide. The eyes look huge, the smile too wide, I look sadist.
My sister's friend said that I look better then my sis.
So if whatever that person said was true...
When someone praises me I feel happy.
When someone praises her for her looks,
I would feel very happy. (I being praised)
When someone criticizes my looks,
I feel even happier. (She looks worst.)
When someone criticizes her of her looks...(I know...)
It was my dad's birthday and we went to Figs and olives, a Mediterranean restaurant. The queue was long, but the waitresses were pretty and the service was good. The food sucked, at least for my cheesy fish and chip. The ordinary dory fish that could be gotten from those hawker stalls is topped with a layer of a familiar piece of square cheese, those we eat for breakfast. The cheese is an obvious cheese dale or some brands that are bought off shelf. And even so, the fish was not crispy, but soggy. I can't believe that we were paying for that. The fries were heavenly though. I guess that was the only nicest thing I have eaten there. I shall not write about the ice cream, which I don't even bother to picture.
Black slippers, I like~.
It happens to be my star sign. And my book, a book that would hold my writings and thoughts. They are presents from my sis when she came back from Krabi. I had no chance to photo document it, and I didn't want to use it till I do so.
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
