I should've known when I went to the kitchen last night and found nearly all of my utensils out of my cupboard and covered in sugar and cocoa powder that New Kid was back. It was 1am and it was obvious that he wasn't coming back to clean them, so rather than leave them there for the cleaning lady to throw into the gunky disgusting lost property box in the morning I decided to wash them and put them away. It took me so long to scrub the shit off because it was basically all STUCK to my stuff. aksgbakh bastarddd why can't you ask before using other people's things. I don't think anyone on our floor actually likes this guy because he keeps using our things without our permission.
Including our food. Which we need to eat. dfjhbjf dumbfuck how can you "borrow" a glass of milk without asking first; it's not like you're gonna buy a whole new milk carton and then pour a cup of milk back into the carton of the person you borrowed from.
I've put the stuff that he keeps using into my room now; if he wants it he can go buy some himself because gd it I am sick of him using my shit and not washing it up properly and then giving me excuses like "OH I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D MIND IF I DIDN'T WASH IT" when I confront him about it. If you have to use my things without asking at least do it in a way so you don't get caught you dumbshit.
Anyway whatever meh so lethargic. Procrastinating with picspam... my hair looks atrocious because I woke up and I had terrible bedhead, then I got bored and slapped gel into it, and then... left it the way it is. Hahahahaha fail.
SUCK IT, HOMEWORK
Every time I take a bunch of pics I always end up with one FROM THIS EXACT ANGLE because I suck and am right-handed also yeah I'm always doing retarded things with my mouth
Staring blankly... into space... MY DEFAULT EXPRESSION.
:V I SALUTE YOU, BAD SKIN
My uhhh workspace
I love my flag. RAINBOW PEACE shut up I know the sign's hanging the wrong way round
... I have a slight obsession with stripes orz
Shooting you with love and butterflies PEWPEWPEW
DON'T BE THRILLED LOVE IS REAL. I didn't draw that, my friend did. I don't know what it means either. She's a local Hong Kong person; Chinglish is like, mandatory. It sounds exactly like something you'd find on a t-shirt in Mong Kok.
Uhh that's about it I guess WORKING NOW hup hup hup