Gay Days.

I'll let the pictures do the talking.

 Bouncer took a second one because he thought the first wasn't good enough.

Wait for it....

TEH GAYZZZ! XD

I Need A Tissue.

CLICK ME!!!

homfg. HOMFG!!

I love NY mag. 

Holy. Jumping. Fucking. Shitballs.♥

Justin survives NOT talking for 40 hours!!!

You may cheer.

And how does he celebrate??

By calling me at 6 in the morning.

Sad.

What's even sadder is that I think I put the idea in his head.

So he wakes me up during my precious, long-awaited, ass-kicking one week holiday at 6am.

WHY?!

What makes it worse is that I'm forced to listen to his...

...dumb Aussie accent,

first thing in the morning.

Maybe I liked you better when you couldn't talk. XP

I kid, I kid.

Maybe.

On a kind-of-related note:

Justin has survived a two-hour conversation without mentioning music.

Impressive huh?

Not to mention he failed twice...

And that it was only AFTER a caffeinated beverage that he was able to accomplish his astounding feat.

Yeah, he likes music better than people.

NO. I do NOT like music more than people.

I love Nadal don't I?

XD

Well. He Did It.

LIKE I NEEDED ANOTHER REASON TO LOVE HIM!!!

Yeah. You guys know how Kimberley loves Lampard yes?

Victoria loves Nadal even more.

If that's possible.

I think Djokovic deserved silver waaaayy more than Gonzalez.

But pfft.

Luck of the draw.

AND he becomes World No. 1 today!

I suddenly ADORE the 18th of August.

Mondays aren't the suckiest day of the week anymore!

Ah yes...

Gus, you asked...

5 years for 2 weeks?

....

Totally.

I burn, I pine, I perish.

There Are Those Days.

I PASSED MY MATH.

Thank you God. =)

And congrats to Gus for winning 300 ringgit worth of Baskin Robin vouchers!

Thought I'd better post something up so I get to eat ice-cweam. XD

I want another $4 cupcake to celebrate my...

temporary mathematical intelligence.

Yeah.

It has marshmallows!

Crumbly ain't it?

So bloody good.

But not quite as orgasmic as Ramly burgers. Maybe.

Malaysian Studies was shit.

DUUUUUUUUUHHH.

I wrote out the entire lyrics for Layla.

On the back of the paper.

In pencil.

I then proceeded to write out my notes for my upcoming piano theory exam.

On the front of the paper.

*Five minutes to go!*

I erase retarded theory notes.

I hand in paper.

Outside MPH...

I have a strange feeling I've forgotten to do something...

Whoopsie. XD

I Love Cyanide and Happiness.

This reminded me of Kimberley.

This one reminded me of Gus.

Justin!

LOL.