Utterly revolting.

I woke up this morning to find Blob's toilet bowl in this state:



I mean, how the hell did it get to such a state?! I don't wanna know, seriously. The moment I stepped in and took a look at his toilet bowl, I let out a word which, well... I shall not say here, but... ugh!!!!!!!! It killed me. Once again I am thankful that we do not share bathrooms. I made it very clear to everyone else that I will never share a bathroom with him before I even started house hunting. I knew something like this would happen. Sigh. How long do I have to put up with all this? Apologies to those who just had a meal. I really am.

In an attempt to provide a stark contrast, I present my faithful toilet bowl to all.



Ah. Sweet revenge...

Tony Bennett and KD Lang were fabulous. Top-grade vocals, superb musicians (check out the percussionist!), perfect lighting for the perfect songs (Crying, Fever, the Cigarette song, Don't Smoke in Bed). It was so worth every cent. On top of everything else, KD Lang is indeed swoonworthy. We were probably like the only 4 Asian students there. The rest were Angmoh. Old, old men and old, old women. A handful of old Asians here and there who probably hold Australian citizenship anyway. Boy, did we feel young.

The four of us outside the Melbourne Concert Hall: Kenn, Piggy, Myself and Nat.



Hah. I don't think I've ever dressed so well this entire life.



Kenn looking goofy in Piggy's Oakley specs.

You wished me well
You couldn't tell that
I've been crying over you.

KD Lang - Crying.