wtf mate
as of yesterday afternoon i have a new-found, formidable fear of syringes. no, not because of their sharp needles. and no, not because they make little kids cry. it's because...
BECAUSE IT FUCKING RUINED MY FAVOURITE PANTS!!!!!
honestly, it would have been reeeeally funny if it hadn't happened to me but yeah, i'll keep my bloody haha to myself. -grumbles-
i'm still not so sure what happened because the last thing i remembered was my supervisor telling me to withdraw black ink from an ink cartridge using a syringe before leaving the lab. i guess i might have pulled too hard and TADA! I FELT SOMETHING WET ON MY LEGS AND IT'S DEFINITELY NOT SEXUAL.
i was too mortified to do anything except gaping at the horrible horrible mess and then it finally registered in my head to FUCKING DO SOMETHING TO SALVAGE MY DYING PANTS!! i frantically called teetee to come down and help me save my pants while i grabbed a bunch of tissues and violently blotted the stain. and you know what the clever miss siti did?!? she used CLOROX and the smell was hallelujah man. i smelt like a freaking toilet the entire day.
anyway, too bad eh. almost everyone in the office told me to throw away the pants. stfu asswipes !@#$%&! and i walked around with an embarrassing black patch on my legs and black dots on my crotch. funkeh!
sooooooooo, that's the story of the death of my favourite work pants. pity it died such a terrible death. ='(
to perk me up, here's a pic of my favourite boy and my smelly cat.
see this silly cat with a stupid bag on it's head? yes, it punched my eye just now. yes, PUNCHED. just cos it was hiding behind my mom's blouse and i think i scared the fuck out of it by peering from above while not intentionally screaming BOO.
mmmmmmm my skinny winny! so vogue eh the posing? muahaha this is the night where we pushed pause our date at 8pm and resumed it at 10, after he finished work.. i was left with 2 hours of walking through flea markets aimlessly and sitting at scary bus stops.
mehh too long an entry already. JOEY IS STARTING!!
BECAUSE IT FUCKING RUINED MY FAVOURITE PANTS!!!!!
honestly, it would have been reeeeally funny if it hadn't happened to me but yeah, i'll keep my bloody haha to myself. -grumbles-
i'm still not so sure what happened because the last thing i remembered was my supervisor telling me to withdraw black ink from an ink cartridge using a syringe before leaving the lab. i guess i might have pulled too hard and TADA! I FELT SOMETHING WET ON MY LEGS AND IT'S DEFINITELY NOT SEXUAL.
i was too mortified to do anything except gaping at the horrible horrible mess and then it finally registered in my head to FUCKING DO SOMETHING TO SALVAGE MY DYING PANTS!! i frantically called teetee to come down and help me save my pants while i grabbed a bunch of tissues and violently blotted the stain. and you know what the clever miss siti did?!? she used CLOROX and the smell was hallelujah man. i smelt like a freaking toilet the entire day.
anyway, too bad eh. almost everyone in the office told me to throw away the pants. stfu asswipes !@#$%&! and i walked around with an embarrassing black patch on my legs and black dots on my crotch. funkeh!
sooooooooo, that's the story of the death of my favourite work pants. pity it died such a terrible death. ='(
to perk me up, here's a pic of my favourite boy and my smelly cat.
see this silly cat with a stupid bag on it's head? yes, it punched my eye just now. yes, PUNCHED. just cos it was hiding behind my mom's blouse and i think i scared the fuck out of it by peering from above while not intentionally screaming BOO.
mmmmmmm my skinny winny! so vogue eh the posing? muahaha this is the night where we pushed pause our date at 8pm and resumed it at 10, after he finished work.. i was left with 2 hours of walking through flea markets aimlessly and sitting at scary bus stops.
mehh too long an entry already. JOEY IS STARTING!!