I realised that i have so many pictures that needed my attention. Lately, i haven't been photoshop-ing that much. And speaking of photoshop-ing, people always think that i edit the pictures that i have taken but in actualy fact, i edit but not in the way they're thinking.

When they say 'edit', it means to beautify the picture and make it look as though the photography is natural.

But when i say 'edit', i mean that i personalised the pictures and make it my own. If i want to edit like the above, i wouldn't bother buying meself a dslr. Right? Right?

Right.

Waha!

And stand up comedies are the greatest. I think i've finished watching Russell Peters and Jeff Dunham. Both are equally funny but Jeff Dunham is a vilintroquist. Which is extra rad because he has many characters always "misbehaving".

But those two cannot be compared actually.

I have been moaning about the harmful rays wreaking havoc with my skin lately. But i also realised that it takes two hands to clap. I'm for one is at fault too because i so hate putting sunscreen on my face. And knowing that i have sensitive skin and easily tanned too.

But thank god for face whitening. No, not Fairlady and all that crap but Hazelinesnow. Yes, Hazelinesnow. Have been using that since i was in primary school. And speaking of which, one of my poly classmate is my Primary 3 classmate. We used to sit beside each other in class. And we're still sitting together in class now!

He told me that i was rather dark when i was in primary school. Don't really remember a thing about my skin colour back then.

Which also reminds me of Monday's agenda.

Mother wanted to go to the beach this holiday for a picnic. And i went all out to protest because.....this weekend is going to be a long one and the you-know-who species (you know who i'm talking about) would 100% chop and confirm head on to the beach to camp and pollute the place! I don't mind them going to the beach to have some R&R. But excuse me, why do i see people in wheelchair there too? I mean i'm so totally not against wheelchair sitting people going to the beach but how the heck did they get there??!! Won't the sand get in the wheels and not make it move? And pardon me but the beach is so totally not accessible for people who has problems walking! (Trust me on this one, with the grass and all that.)

So can somebody be kind enough and please explain it to me????

Since you so totally know who i'm talking about, the thrash of society are all gonna be littered there with their shuffling and their c-walking. (Omg what am i saying! I'm learning how to shuffle too!!!)

Pardon me if i sound mean but Eeewwwwwwwwww.

I know, i know. Mother kept nagging at me since i'm always "forgetting my roots" but what the heck, you would "forget your roots" too if there were people polluting it. Or my roots are now made up of society's thrash, simply said.

Sorry mother! But i just need to let this off my chest.


P.S. Notice how scattered my train of thoughts are? (=