I’m absolutely bored. Here’s a picture of my usual morning hair.

I kinda like it actually.

Something for the pleasure. Masturbate if you wish and I’ll laugh at your severe stupidity. (Pictures taken from a restaurant)

And the ladies toilet. (NOTE: I asked my girl friend to take the photo. I did not have the intention, unwillingly and knowingly, to enter the ladies bathroom)

It explains why the myriad customers every night. Food sucks to be honest, although it is cheap.

I just love honest annoyed people.

Went down to Croydon to meet this 2 seniors of mine first before meeting up Hana and Vicky in London.

@Hilary – I do apologize if you grinned your own ulna when I said your teeth were crooked. They weren’t.

Pleasure as usual meeting you guys.

Later that, I met Vicky in London and we ended up in South Kensington Natural Historic Museum.

A fine European elegance. Admission is absolutely free throughout the year. And since it is free, do not expect much, but the time visiting was worthy.

This brute is fucking colossal. Reminds me the Brute of the Halo series in a way.

And check out the radius of the tree. According from the museum, it’s approximately 1 millennium old.

I love creativity in arts…

…with addition of hardwork and dexterity to form this masterpiece.

We got out from the museum and went to another one(forgot the name) and I found this…

Halo… take not that there’s no string to help it suspend in air. A marvelous mechanical work.

After much exhaustion from running around the museum, we went to Harrods where we met Hana, who we promised to get her KrispyKreme doughnuts.

I bought myself these.

I forgot what they’re called, it’s a sumptuous recipe of the French Ladurea Restaurant. Pretty expensive, cost you £6 per 100grammes.

Hana’s expression during her first try of KrispyKreme.

It was pleasure meeting you two, too.

Mahh £1.20 apple pie and I had it as dessert. Was suppose to share with my Russian housemate but he decided not to have it.

How was I suppose to finish that colossal portion?!? Moreover, I have a sense of manner not to waste a single rice on the plate and therefore implies I’m a person who hates wasting food because I solely believe in Karma. I’m one who is unwilling to live as a beggar in my next life.

I tried my best to finish it as much as I can and it was difficult, especially when you just had roughly 0.5kg of grilled salmon meat in your stomach not fully digested. But hell, the sour taste of green apple made the whole eating process harder. The moment I placed a small chunk of pie on my tongue, my taste buds retaliated. Eating the pie was like asking Hercules to eat a 5 metres long Greek temple portico.

At the end, this is all that’s left. I know it’s a waste, but my stomach simply couldn’t take it anymore.