I cranked up the contrast when I took the one on the left, that is how it looked like IRL. :D I really really wish I could dip dye my hair to that reddish-pink color, and the colors will be all gradual and stuffs. All pretty and nice. Can't wait!

And also, my mum's colleague made these cupcakes which they sold for some charity sale. At first they sold for $4 for a box of 4, and I told my mum that it's WAY TOO CHEAP (wait till you see why). They ought to sell it for $10 (at least!) And they could collect back the cost price. So business minded (haha). BUT, of course, it's for charity, so it's all for charity's sake. 

Well anyway, this is why the cupcakes shouldn't be sold for $4 a box of 4. Damn crazy.

Okay, maybe I didn't actually do such a great job at portraying how pretty and wonderful the cupcakes were. But trust me, they were too good to look at to be eaten. It's like destroying some masterpiece! 

I mean, would you just look at these chocolate shavings?! 

These cupcakes ought to be put up in a nice pretty bakery shop. Like, for real. .-. 

Just recently, there was this Night Festival thing at the museum. And it was pretty nice and all. I just wanted to share this pic of one of the band members from The Great Spy Experiment. I think it was an awesome shot. 

I may be slow and all because I've never heard of The Great Spy Experiment and little do I know that they are a local band, and in fact, quite a well-known one. But I must say, they're actually not too bad -- like there's some kind of standard and they're not just any old rubbish group of people TRYING to make music. Bravo people. 

Okay, I'm just going to put this down. It's like some silly act of mine that actually cost me a little. Well, I'm like really fascinated to do a handstand. Even in my dreams, I'll be actually flipping over and just have the feeling of doing a handstand. And it's like most of the time in my dreams. So I did try, with the help of my brother to spot me. But guess what, wrong move. I suppose when I was really up, my arms couldn't handle the sudden new stress. And pop, went my shoulder.

It didn't really come out that bad, more like slipped out for a while, because it got back in quite easy. But the thing is, out of all my joking that every joint of mine has the ability to just voluntarily pop out, my jokes could have been a spot on "premonition". It's like, I never thought that I could actually be this fragile. All my life, I've stayed clear, as best as I could, from any activities that may involve crazy stress on my knees. But never have I thought that my shoulders might suffer the same fate too. Who knows, maybe my elbows might join in the party. 

All I knew was that, sometimes in the morning my shoulders hurt and I had to do some pillow-bed movement (which I have no clue how to put down in words) to "crack" it back into place, and I'll be aye-okay. It was just always a me thing. But of course, it was a sign! How could I have known?

So now my arm's sorta better, like normal, but it hurts when I overstretch it? I don't know. Now I guess I have to be more careful with my arms. Now, there goes the dream of learning some boxing. ._. How's that?

*poof*

I think I ought to wear this sign over my neck that says "Fragile". What a laugh. But seriously, it somehow seems plausible. *shrugs*