I am so dead.
I am so going to break my wrist on 22nd November.
Do not suspect.
Its true, its so going to happen.
When i pull my luggage outta of the belt at Singapore Terminal 2 Airport.
No kidding.
It WILL come true.
SO COME ON, PEOPLE.
Throw me some serious concern and not laugh about it.

;)

Though i am overwhelmed with excitement for the flight back.
However, i can't help feeling nervous about being alone on a 8 hours plane flight.
I tend to get lost, whenever i am alone.
Many past experiences have proven this argument.

I was browsing through...
Realised how boring my blog was, with no pictures.
I so wanted to share my memories here, in visual aids.
But...

The pictures uploaded, always seem to be in huge size.
So as usual, i was too lazy to edit it.
ANYONE knows how i could adjust my camera's pixels lower or something?
But...

Decided to do so today, since i was staring at my textbook blankly.
So here goes...
A tiny bit of my Sydney memory collections.


It was beautiful

Harry Potter is a fraud.

"Round Eyes"

Always wanted to be a tree-trunk

Koala Bear irritation

How kangaroos started: humans transformation.

"Was it us or the scenery? "

My favourite piece (the work of chalk)

I have grown much taller!

Planning for next week?