what is it with partly baked buns that refuse to co-operate!!!

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Remember this post, where i told u about the bun that was supposed to be baked before eaten... but i greedily shoved it down my throat without even reading instructions......??



well, a few days ago, i made sure i baked it before eating.... n guess wat i did!!








i roasted it!! n had to break it as if it was a biscuit.














n just now, i baked d last piece...





make a wild guess wat happened this time!!






















d bun wasn't the only thing that burnt..... so did my finger!!!!







it was like almost 4 hours ago n it still hurts!! =(






note to self : NEVER buy partly bakes buns!

i need a family... like right now!

like i've mentioned a few times before... most of my classmates are doctors and working adults... and most of them also have families...


my first question was .. "how on earth can they manage studying postgrad while have a family with them right here in Glasgow?? how will they ever manage to study?? how will they prepare for their PBLs (read the previous post if you dont know wat PBL is)? how do they find the time to complete their reports and scientific essay papers..??"


i got the answer some time back... but i didnt believe it. today i do!!


let me explain


we've had loads of paper works everyday. it's either PBL, report, prelab sessions, or records ( d list seems too short... i think i've missed out something... which i cant recall now.. so just abaikan.. i'll update the list if i remember it soon). we have to work every.single.day.around.the.clock to complete all this work.. otherwise... i dont even wanna think wat'll happen!


Just listen to/read this list of submissions we've had so far :


1) last month we had to submit our very first scientific essay ( correction... MY very first scientific essay). it was the married ppl who submitted their essays first. when we got our results a few weeks ago, it was the married ppl who got As (excellent) and Bs (very good). the ones like me got only C (which is good) and D (satisfactory)

2) about 3 weeks ago, we had to submit a draft for the second essay. it was the married ppl who completed their drafts (as good as a final report) and submitted it without asking for extensions (not that that was allowed anyways!).

3) 2 weeks ago, we had to submit the final copy of the second essay. again, it was the married ppl who submitted their essays waaaayyyyy before it was due ( like 3 days before!!! i only started it 3 days before it was due... but hey, i finished it 36 hours before the deadline). we got the marks for that paper today. it was the married/working ppl who got As and Bs again.

4) there's a 3rd paper due on friday. and guess wat.... some of the married ppl already finished it and submitted it yesterday. ( if you couldnt guess that.... i sympathize u... u'r in a worse situation than me in being blur!)


Conlusion:
i NEED A FAMILY ASAP in order to finish my work on time, to get very good and excellent grades and to be happy!!!


i mean... it's true okay! during the submission of our draft about 3 weeks ago, some of my classmates and i were trying to figure out how the married ones managed to finish it on time and get good grades. d only difference we could list out was that......

they were married - we werent,
they had jobs - we didnt,
they had children - we didnt,
they had their own house - we didnt


it all sums up to one thing in the end.... THEY HAVE FAMILIES!!!!!


after all this evidence... i'd be stupid not to believe the fact!!


so, i WANT A FAMILY RIGHT NOW




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sigh.......










Magic doesnt exist anymore does it......







it doesnt look like i'm gonna get a family right now...





i'd better get back to my essay.... i wouldnt want to throw my current grades out the window of my second floor room while waiting for the impossible




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after friday i'm gonna start hunting for a family.... i wanna get As and Bs and always finish my work on time too!!








will be back on friday with the next post n with a family tied to my apron string or rather my belt!!




;)

I've finally re-learnt the art of finishing my work way before hand!!

I'm so happy today that i'm gonna reward myself my not doing anymore work for the day!!!!!!!! :D


i've mentioned before that we are expected to work around the clock.We ALWAYS have something or the other to do. and my classmates usually finish their work at least 2 days before its due (while i start it 2 days before ts due!)(i wasnt like this before k... this is wat has happened to me after my temporary placement in India) there's never been a single day where we dont have anything to complete (the fact that i dont do d work everyday is a completely different thing). today was one of those days.....


I dont think i've really explained how my classes work..., let me educate you today so that u understand wat i'm talking about.


other than the traditional tutorials and lectures, we have 'Problem Based Learning' (PBL) sessions every single week. the whole class is divided in 3 groups, and we meet every monday and friday.


on mondays, we are given a speicific situation/senario about a family who has some sort of genetical disorder or things or that sort, and they have certain questions and doubts that needs to be clarified. we are the acting genetic consultants and cytogenetisists who has to understand the situation, do brainstorming sessions and come up with questions that needs answers and research, and we split the question among ourselves.


for the rest of the week (which is monday evening till thursday night), we have to work inividually to look for details and answers to our own questions. and then we meet again on friday morning, for the group discussions and presentations ( yea, we have to make it in power point presentation as well).


we've had 6 PBLs before and today is the 7th one. what i have been doing all along for more than a month is completely forget about the PBL work till wednesday or thursday and start working on it on thrusday evening or night.


but today.... i started working on my PBL 3 hours after the group discussion and i've finished it already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


i'm so proud of myself!!!


*pats self on back*


actually... my topic this week wasnt all that difficult... but hey, i've never done it before... and so it was a challenge for me...my question was to draw the family pedigree (family tree)


it was so much fun!! so interesting.... i'm gonna do my family tree using that software!! heheheh



those of you who want your family tree drawn in a very neat way and in proper order... drop me a line! i'd be more than happy to do it for u!! :D (but u'll obviously have to give me details about ur family 1st before i can do anything about it)

LOOK.. I HAVE SNOW ON MY PANTS!!!!!!! :D

i ran out of my room at 2am to play in the snow!!

it was so exciting!! so freezing cold!! so nice!!!!!!

:D :D :D



it wasnt d heavy snow sort of thing. but it has just started... and unfortunately d snow was so less... i couldnt make snow balls and play :(



i cant wait for it to snow again soon!! LOL



it was snowing for a few minutes, then stopped... started raining for a few minutes, then stopped...n started snowing again for a few minutes... all this withing half an hour at 2 am! hahhaha



look at d snow covered car..





n look... i have snow on my pants!!!!! :D

Vaaranam Aayiram, Krishnan

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so many memories came flooding back...


so many dreams and hopes ...... floated around


so many unfulfilled dreams ..... never failing to hang around to haunt


so many shattered dreams ..... heard loud and clear


flashbacks ... over and over again .... realizations of the truth still hurts


i 'have' a dream became i 'had' a dream... cos it all stayed as a dream






Whoever said dreams will make you big in the future?? ......... it made me feel ever so small






So, do you stop dreaming....??














no...... i didnt stop.....






i only started dreaming even more........







... to compensate for the loss


... to compensate for the lies


... to compensate for the love... which was never there in the past






did it help??





no... it didnt....




it only made it worse....




... to the extend that made me doubt my own sanity









and then i started dreaming with a different hope, a different light, a different vision, a different reason, a different source






this time,





i know it will be fulfilled .... in double portions



i know i will hear sounds loud and clear ..... sounds of laughter and joy ... my own



i know i will have memories .... of good things... from deep within



i know i wont be disappointed .....






this time.... i'm desperately hoping... just like last time



the only difference between now and past...



... is that now,



i know my source









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i've got such nice classmates!!

most of my classmates are married ppl... and almost all of them have brought their family here to stay with them cos they're being paid by their government.

these guys are so sweet, that they actually bring food from home... some time they even bring cookies and cakes that are really yummy!!!!



we even have mini parties during our group discussion...



some other classmates buy ferrero rochers for the whole class!!!!!!

d day i saw d two boxes of ferrero rochers on the table as soon as i entered class, i just paused in front of it as if i was mesmerized and i couldnt stop that stupid grin on my face!! :P

everyone else in class got 1 chocolate, some got 2.. but i got THREE!!!! yay....

(PS: u just cannot imagine how much i LOVE ferrero rocher and wat i;m willing to do for it!!!! )

n not only that... d guy who bought the ferrero rochers gave me the box!!

now i have 1 box




puls another box to put my earrings in!!





my earrings finally have a decent home to live in



compared to the tiny uncomfortable temporary shelter that they had in these few weeks




but the only problem now is that everytime i open that box to take my earrings... i can see ferrero rochers dancing in front of me! :(

Heights of hunger!

This....





is a wheat bun which is PARTLY baked.


whoever who buys it, is supposed to bake it for about 6 minutes before eating it....



i bought it last night.... and i ate it last nite.....



did i bake it??


nope... i didnt.. i didnt bake it.... i just ripped open the plastic and ate the wheat bun.


i ate not just 1.. not 2.. but 3 whole buns without even realizing that i was supposed to bake it some more!!!!


i tasted kindda funny when i was eating it... but i was too hungry to think about it and just gobbled it down.


a few minutes ago, i was gonna eat d remaining 3 buns when i suddenly saw d label which says that this bun is only partly baked and should be baked for another 6 minutes before it's safe to be consumed...



no wonder i had an upset tummy last night :S

i feel like i've missed a lot all these years.. like i do today

this is a very spontaneous post. i never even thought about things like this before...






In my quarter of a century of lifetime... never have i ever felt missing out on something being the only child. but today i do.


almost all my friends in malaysia have siblings... infact ALL of them had/have siblings... i was d only one who didnt. most of my friends in india have siblings and it didnt bother me. at that time, i felt having a sibling was not all that important. (even now i dont think its all that important).


even when i used to go to India for holidays every year ( all the members from my mum's side of the family was there... now most of them are all around the world.. just like my dad's side of the family), i never really felt like i've been missing out in the sibling thing. all my mum's siblings are very closely attached and the love they have for each other is so obvious even when they are talking about them to ppl not in the family.


like, one of my aunt would say. "my (my mum's name) is coming to india next week. my chumi always insists on coming to india for her school holidays". another aunt would say, " our (my mum's name) is bbla..bla..bla.... ". everytime they talk about us or each other, they never fail to mention 'my' or 'our'.


many ppl have been shocked when they learn that i'm d only child and i dont have any brothers or sisters, and i've always wondered y they give such drastic reactions. i've always never been bothered. cos i dont know how i'm supposed to feel when i have a sibling n when i dont.



because of the ppl i see around me, i usually feel blessed to be the only child. cos there wasnt any ncecessity to fight for things, fight for attention, fight for rights, fight for tv, fight for the loo, fight for phone, fight for chocolates and ice cream, fight for this, fight for that.... (thats wat i see most of the time around me) there are times, like once in the bluest moon, when i feel like i've missed out by not having a sibling.( just for d feel of it i guess...it never bothered me more than a few seconds anyways)



The main reason for my rambling about siblings is that today, i was reading MM's blog, whom i've never met, never seen, dont know where she lives, dont know what she does... she's basically a stranger to me and so am i to her. i came across her blog through some other article (which i dont remember now). i was killing time by reading some of her old posts...


i came across some post in which she wrote about her children. some had pics, some didnt, some had funny comments, some didnt. but all of them meant one thing. the love that the young children had for each other. Nevermind about the love that MM has for her. every mother will... it's this tiny little children's love that amazes me.


i dont even remember how old d children are. i think d little boy is 4 or 5, and the little girl is 3.. couldnt be more than that i guess. but the love that they have for each other is like "WOW". there were some posts when her children were much younger....i think it was last year, in which she mentioned that d small one never find any fault in her elder bro n d bro goes to any extend to pacify and pamper d sister. this wasnt the only one... there were so many other posts about her children throughout the years....



many of it made me realize wat i've been missing in a sibling. at first i thought i could have ended up like my cousins or friends.. fighting n arguing all the time. but i later realized that i'm not like that. i have so much of love in me that i want to share with a lot of ppl around me, with my immediate family, extended family, friends.... i realized that i could have been that little girl and i could have had an elder bro like MM's son, or probably i could have had a younger brother or sis.



while i was reading her blog.... i thought of how her children would feel if/when they come across her blog when they grew up. her love for her family was recorded every other day. it's like a gift of memories for them. it was such a nice thing


somehow, we humans always remember the sad/bad things that has happened in our lives. i can remember a lot of sad things in my life as if it happened yesterday, but when i try to recall some things that really mean a lot to me and has changed my life for the better... i cant. it's a completely different feeling when u can recall every good/nice incidence that has happened in ur life.



MM's blog has inspired me to continue bloggin for many more years to come. when i'm old and grey, i'd really love to read though my (undecided, ever shifting and interupted ) blog and be refreshed with all the memories that i've had. and i'll want my children to know how it was for them while they were growing up.



and MM's children have inspired me to have more than one child .... ( that will be when i finally get a boyfriend and get married to him )

On libraries, working around the clock, and beers

for the first time after 37 days of being here, i finally set foot in the famous library... n i fell in love!

nevermind the weird stares and giggles i got from ppl around me (thanks to the obvious blur and lost look on my face), i still liked the library... no, actually i loved it!!

it was humongous!!! n there were thousands and thousands of books, that the students might not even have touch most of it!! there were these reference and bibliography books for Medicine, enzymes, plants, biotechnology, nomenclature names.... u name it, and it was all there! it was so nice to just stand at the one end of the book shelf and stare at all those books.

i've always had a soft spot for libraries. when i was in primary school, my friends n i used to come up with all sorts of excuses to go to the public library. we even went to the extend of telling each other's parents that we were going to each other's house ( i was going to her house and she was coming to my house... get it..?) cos the old public library was on a hill and there were a lot of human monkeys and real monkeys.... but that library itself was an antic bungalow sort... it had that homely feeling n i've always liked the quiet and organized atmosphere of libraries.

When i was in secondary school, i went to the library almost everyday, and i had finished reading almost all the novels that was stocked up (CBM had one of the best collection of novels and books even though it was smaller than any other school library ).i even had my favourite spot and no one else would dare sit there cos they knew it was m spot! LOL! while i was in High School, i used to skip break times and lunch hours and sit in the library to read some books or newspaper. i skipped lunch n break time cos i didnt want to go to the canteen and embarrass myself (co-ed school la... n i hardly used to talk in those days). Mount Carmel College was a different story on it's own. i hated that library!! i can count with my fingers the number of times i went to that library!

now, i've found my love back again! i really like that place.. and i can see myself going back there very often and spending hours.

the thing is.... i've got zero disciplin these days! i'd switch on my computer d moment i reach my room, and start chatting, watching movies, listening to songs, reading and replying mails and everything else expect do my work...


talking about work.. that's my second topic. there's paper work every single day! i have to keep working around the clock.. but all i do i walk and talk around the clock not work!

let me just explain to you my to-be schedule for the coming 2 weeks k.. and then u'll get a drift of wat i'm saying.

i have :
1)to prepare for my PBL group presentation for tomorrow morning (which is every week. we get a new topic every monday and we have time till friday of that week to prepare for it)

2)a major scientific paper due on tuesday morning (for which i have to work my ass off from tomorrow... cos there's no such thing as working in the last minute here and there's no way i'll be able to get at least exceptable marks if i dont even spend the weekend on it)

3)to work on the new practical on tuesday as soon as i submit the essay in the morning. this practical is gonna be another headache.. the others can easily say its easy cos they've done it before. i'm the one who's gonna have to start from stracth and make up a whole new primer and find restriction enzymes and genes and proteins for it!

4) to start preraring resume and some self determination letter or something like that on wednesday and thursday for some official purpose

5) to unseal my record book and ceremoniously do the opening ceremony by writing down the first out of four long experiments which is still pending from day 4!

6) (oh how can i ever forget!!) i have to work on the next PBL which would have been given to us on monday!

7) to start writing draft for another essay which is due the following week.


day after day after day... there's some work that's always pending...

sigh....


and about something which is off topic from work... wat is it with beer?? y is it that ppl go all emotional even for a hug and silly things? is it that ppl actually forget wat they're talking or doing.... or do they just act as if they dont know wat's happening...?

it's been a very long time (more than 3 years) since i ever got anything easily without putting up a fight

i had to fight, demand, raise my voice, throw a tantrum, show my temper and pull my sleeves up to get something all the while i was in India.


that made a very drastic impact on me. i did the same even when i was in Malaysia. well, it's not all that necessary to take drastic measures to get something done in Malaysia.


if you were to ask humbly or point out injustice or unfairness politely, the Indians will turn and look at you from top to toe, give you one of their most sarcastic and disgusting laugh and continue doing watever they were doing earlier. if it were to be a shop keeper, he wouldnt even have heard u in d 1st place and will just continue serving his customers who are smarter than u (i say they're smarter cos they shout at the top of their voice for something that they want, and they have no such thing as manners or decency)


but if you were to do the same in Malaysia, i cannot guarantee you that you'd get work done immediately. Malaysians are a mixed bunch. some are decent and some are not. so you start off by being polite, if it doesnt work, then raise ur voice. you wouldnt want to show ur temper at random ppl cos you wouldnt want to strike the wrong cord with the wrong ppl.


in UK, especially in Scotland, you'd NEVER want to raise ur voice. all you have to do is very decently walk up to them, expain things, show proof and that's it. u'r done with ur work!!


just like how i did today evening.


there was this electric jug kettle which we had in our flat. it was really old k ( i dont know how old it was.. or it could have been new and wasnt much appreciated by previous tenants ). the aluminium coil inside the kettle was not like how it should be. i wanted to take a pic of it n put it up here, but i really wanted to spare u guys from the disgust. everytime i use it, i try my best not to look at it inside when i'm filling it up with water or when i'm washing it. sometimes i even feel that i'd die of water contamination if i consume water which was boiled in it.


i asked my flatmate if it was possible to get it changed from the service building. she wasnt sure, neither was i.


today, when i came back from class, i stopped at the service building and asked them if it was possible to get a new kettle. they said they wanted to see it for themselves before they decide.


i said ok, fine and went to my flat to get the kettle and come back to them. i was mentally preparing speeches to voice out my opinion and point out how dangerous it can be to continue using that 'rusted' old kettle and how irresponsible they were for not giving us a new one.... if they had denied a new one.


all i had to do was hand over the old kettle to them. they took one look at it and said.... "give me a minute ya, i'll go and exchange this one for you. which flat did u say u'r from? i just need to make a record for acc purpose"


she comes back in 5 minutes with a brand new cordless electric jug kettle packed in a box and apologizes frantically for making me wait for so long (it was only 5 mintues).


explain d situation, show proof and 5 minutes later, i walk out of the building with this :










if this were to happen in India, i would have had to fight my heart and soul, and return with the old kettle and die of some water poisoning.


if it were to happen in malaysia, i might have had to put up a fight, but i would hahve gotten a new one anyways.


here in UK, there's no need to even think of raising ur voice for ur rights.... it's as if they're all waiting to give everything to u....


try as i might, i still i cant stop comparing between India, Malaysia and UK.


dont tell me i have no rights to talk about any one of these countries. i have equal rights in all 3 countries. 1 being my home country by birth, another being my home country by paternity and another my home country to be ;)

My meals 2 weeks ago week

my breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner




















now u see it





















now u don't!

talk about jinx

one day i'm so proudly showing off my finger nails













n d next day this is wat happens!

how would u like loitering around city centre with ur middle finger n pointer finger polished with sea weed products?

It was such a funny thing today that i was smiling to myself while walking around Buchanan Galleries alone today... hahahha (PS: Buchanan Galleries is equivalent to KLCC/Mid Valley/Bangalore Central)


i was minding my own business, looking around d shops in Buchanan Gallery when this guy stopped me and wanted to ask me a question. i was stunned, n didnt wanna stop, but after i saw him properly .. i was like.. 'it's ok.. let's give in a little bit'. he was cute la. :P


n before u come up with ur own conclusions... i'll tell u who he is. he was some manager of one of the booths in that shopping complex which sold sea weed products for nails and skin k.


n d question he asked was if i had natural nails. i felt insulted that he would ask me such a question! never in my life has anyone ever suspected if my finger nails were natural or not. wat kindda of a silly question is that! i take pride in my naturally beautiful finger nails! i lifted my right hand and proudly showed off my finger nails (thank God none were broken or cracked today! LOL).



he was stunned! all he said was 'wow' and stared at my finger nails for a good 30 seconds! ah... u cannot imagine how proud i was!!


only later on i realized that he was promoting his products, that;s y he asked if i had natural nails... cos there's no use for these products on artificial long nails.


anyways, he started buffing my middle finger nails, while explaining y and how this sea weed thing works. its this block sort of thing, which has four sides and each side has a different work like exfoliating, conditioning, n ...errr...something to give a shiny finish.



when he was finished with one finger nail.... i was embarrassed at how unhealthy my fingers were! d middle finger nail looked so healthy n shiny!!!



n then he started talking about other things while buffing the pointer finger nail. he asked for my name, he asked how old i was, n he even asked wat i was doing in Glasgow..... n i answered... all because he was good looking :P


n then he put on this sea weed moisturizer on my right hand. he claimed that this moisturizer was very very good compared to any kind of lotions and creams. he told me to compare my right and left hand to see the difference.


when i lifted up my left hand to compare, the saw the ring on my left hand... n u should have seen his expression!! i just wish i had my camera at that time. his expression was priceless!! he was so stunned, that he abruptly stopped talking and started at me with his mouth open wide! hahahhahha... he asked if i was married....



very calmly, i said i was engaged, and walked away saying that i'll come back tomorrow and get the products... the poor fellow didnt even say anything after that!

one decade ago.....

i just realized that i has my PMR exam 10 years ago.......





i remember it as if it was yesterday.... we were all sitting outside d exam hall, doing last minute revision and discussion, and it was Shah Rukh Khan's bday on that day too....




we spent more time talking about Shah Rukh Khan, how cute he was in his latest movie, how charming he looked when he smiles, how young he looked even when he had a son, and how unfortunate it was cos he was married with a kid.... as if he knew of our existence!

















i'm getting old.....












my clock is ticking faster than i thought it was











much faster than i would like to admit











where's my knight in shining armor?









when and how am i gonna fulfill my craving for extreme sports...?








when am i gonna be settled in life??









most importantly.... i wonder if my knight has his GPS/electronic navigation with him... i wouldnt want him to get lost u know









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How to survive a bowling game no matter how badly u suck at it

before i give u life saving tips on wat to do in a bowling alley if u don;t like bowling either because u can't bowl, or even because u don;t know how to bowl... i've got a very important announcement to make!!


I've got a follower in my blog!!!!!! n it's HOPE!! yay!!!! (HOPE, how did u do it ah? wat does a follower mean actually?!)


ok, we'll resume with my super tips: "For Bowling idiots"

This is a post with pictures so that ------ will understand much better. (there are 35 pics, so Malaysians and Indians, give it some time to load, everyone else from everywhere else, i dont think u'll have to wait long for d pics, just go ahead n scroll down)


1. Take a pic of the bowling place from outside... it looks different in every country anyways





2. pose like an idiot at d counter with ur bowling shoes. ppl from ur hometome/country might not have seen bowling shoes before




3. If u think u took too retarded in d 1st shoe pose, then try n act natural n take another pic in another pose




4. Pose with 'the ball' and give it ur best stupidest smile ever




5. Chose the ball like a pro n dont let ppl know that u dont know wat to do




6. next, walk toards d isle, n swing d ball... be careful not to throw it backwards




7. Got a strike?? show that victorious smile on ur face




8. Take a break n pose for pics with the less lucky ones n give them ur autographed photo




9. no strike...? better luck next time...




10. 50/50..... u can still smile for a pic




11. went down d drain.... dont worry, n dont give such drastic reactions yet




12. Strike?? relax.. this is no boxing alley.. it's a bowling alley




13. Always remember to bring out d best in u even if u dont manage to push one pin down. smile n d world smiles with u!!! (except that some's definition of smile might be different from urs)



14. pose with d ball in every way u can think of. u might not have this chance again




15. too engrosed in posing??




16. now, that's a striker's smile!





17. Silently pray for ur opponent to loose





18. if u think u r the least scorer, confuse everyone else, n deny everything to d max





19. let d pro show u how its done.but always keep in mind that he's a pro n he can get away with watever he does. if u immitate him n suffer the consequences, i'm not responsible.




20. make disgusting faces





21. n then act cute n make it up for d previous pic





22. take pics of cute guys to entertain urself





23. if lady luck decides to let u deal with ur turtle-slow ball on ur own...





24. u hunt lady luck down n get ur own way...




25. carry ur sling bag along... if u insist that it brings u luck





26. yea yea... that's how u carry d ball




27. never forget to take pics in between turns.... err... funny faces r optional





28. yes, we know u got a strike





29. even though u r not d winner... show d victory sign!!




30. remember to pose in different angles




31. saw something fascinating??




32. exxagarate




33. look away from camera n smile.. it's d latest trend





34. group shot.... it doesnt matter if some in ur group r missing... as long as u look good