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![]() -=| Life at 19 |=- Life is back to what it was originally. I am now in my holidays and I am not enjoying it a single bit. I sectioned and dyed my hair red on my own last Monday. I guess it looked fine the way it is now. What I am afraid now is that the dye might just fade off, and what is left is my brown undertone highlight. Birthday on the 19th at 19 was just sad, but compared to last year it was not too bad. Received a lot of text messages at the hit of twelve, ate a cake, and got a card. Well I was not expecting much either. That day was spent in the boredom of the church, every second passed like a minute. The family dinner was postponed over and over, and I think there is no meaning in having it anyway. Nowadays I am home creating my own craft creations. And these are some of my works which should have been in my sketch book for assessment but is not. Meso's boyfriend, Mr Birdman. This is his Alter ego, Mr Old man. Do you know how did Mr birdman died? He was trampled to death. The two lions. Liang zi lao hu, liangzi lao hu, pao de kuai, pao de kuai, Yi zi mei yowei ba... Indeed one lost it's tail. Larry: There was this student who did his plaster hand in this position, his hands slipped out of the plaster without the need to trim. Brenna and Benjamin: *Astonished* Manuri: You just have to relax and it would be out with a blinking of an eye. Manuri: See! I've already trimmed it for you. This is going to be easy. Riddy: OMG! This is worst then giving birth. Manuri: OMG! This is retribution! I just did one and i got two in return. Me: Retribution comes threefold. Manuri: Although you can't see it, but one of my fingers are pointing at you. |
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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 |