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reach my prismic soul
The name's Sharon Leow (mothercow for short)Am specially designed for flea battles with my laser guns. I'd rather gobble down an entire can of coke than have a glass of milk before I go to bed. I find chewing my nails and nibbling on my nail beds are the longest habits I've ever had. I personally feel that butterflies and worms are the most nefarious creatures of them all! I have my certain moments. Take for instance, watching my toaster fry itself after dripping a blob of butter into it. Then again, I consider myself a little out of the ordinary when I love the smell of deep fried nuggets, hotels and aeroplanes. Most definitely love God and am doing all I can to be an irresistible influence in this world. |
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I wasn't exactly to the extent of being exhilarated, neither was I reluctant to attend this year's Christmas Party. Though I must admit, it turned out to be quite a huge success. Deborah's house looked like some christmas theme showroom, really! With a humungus christmas tree right next to the entrance which was mainly getting all the attention from the guys who were mingling around that area.A couple of pictures to get the post going. This entry needs some colour anyways. ![]() ![]() ![]() Early was I. But nevertheless, I'd skip right to the part where we got cracking with dinner which was laid out next to the garden. It was excruciatingly painful for the brain trying to grasp the concept of how Judson conducted the 'string game', with Gerald adding to the suspense with his frequent usage of the phrase "NOW NOOOOO MOREEEEE!" I'm not usually the type to fall back and let the whole situation go, but this time round, it was different and I was partially agitated to think that my brain wasn't finding the solution to the game.
Pictures above were carefully stolen from Andrew Chan Wei Kin! All in all, it was a night to remember. |