Don't screw me because I bite!



Stupid photobucket, dont know what shit, cannot access now(well, after several attempts, i manage to access photobucket). And blogger uploads photos in a smaller size and taking 10 gazilion years to upload. knsknskns. [enter vulgarities here]. Argh!
I am having a better mood now. Yes, mood swings. But okay la. I think around 12, my mood still not so good, but towards 1pm, my mood, wahahaha, i am suddenly smiling. (:
I spent almost 2 hours creating the above image lor. Sourcing of photos was the most time consuming. And i realised that I couldnt find many photos in my laptop and i found alot of photos that I took in the past from all sources like friendster, hi-5, past entries, multiply and etc. Blogging has been pretty helpful in some ways. I took some photos from the past entries. hahaha! I should upload more photos in time to come.
OMG OMG, I haven't spend my allowance for this week yet. Damn proud of myself can. Wahahaha!
Regarding to the previous post. Hey hey hey, people! Don't have to take it to heart. I am not referring to the majority of you. In fact, the person I'm referring to someone who don't seem to read my blog, i think, since it's like...(don't wanna recall).
Anyway, 2nd post of the day to enlighten my blog because yanling says i'm too emo. Hey, I'm not lor. and I today never STM. I will try my best to not STM so that i will not have your bad influence. hahaha :P
Hmmm, maybe a joke for the day?
It was the postman’s last day on the job after 25 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather.
When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.
At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars.
The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing floats.
At the fourth house he was met at the door by a woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the best shag he had ever had.
He staggered downstairs, and she made a giant breakfast: eggs, bacon, sausage, beans, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a pound coin under the saucer.
"That was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what’s the pound for ?"
"Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you."
He said, "Fuck him, give him a quid - the breakfast was my idea."
Don't laugh at your screen, it's stupid. haha. shhhhhs, i smiled abit at my screen though. (: