I feel I must interject here... You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself

So in my most ridiculous attempt at livening up my blog, yet, I have decided to post up pictures. Random, silly, and absolutely humiliating pictures.
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As most of you know, my parents are out of town at this very point of writing. Hence, I am required to do most of the chores at home. (Does not include cleaning the toilets. Who cleans them anyway? Just kidding. I clean them sometimes. Just not this time.) Picture me slogging my heart out mopping the floor, or wiping dishes or even folding clothes and I guess you would have a brief idea of what I'm supposed to do around the house.

As such, it brings me great honour and pride to announce to you that, I have conquered the challenge of folding clothes. It took a while, no doubt. Yet, I stayed in the hunt for the ultimate prize of fresh and clean, warm, clothes and I folded them carefully. Bit by bit.
























































Mommy always buys me shorts with football clubs crests on them. I've grown accustomed to wearing them. So cute. Even if they are fake.






















So while you're mocking my utter narcissism, allow me to explain in detail the objects of my affection on my shelf. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

Right, anyway - One of those days when I was bored and highly susceptible to peer pressure and illogical thoughts, I chanced upon a black cloth. Now you must know that I am an ultimate Harry Potter addict. I broke up my paintbrush and painted it white just to make it look like Dumbledore's Elder Wand. This is sounding highly sad and pathetic, but there's more so hold your horses! Anyway, one of those mad Harry Potter wish-days, I decided that I would make Deatheaters out of that little black cloth I found. I had a pair of skeletons hanging on my closet (SRSLY. NO PUN INTENDED.) door and so I had the necessary materials all lined up perfectly. The end product was better than I expected. I chipped up a pencil to ensure that these Deatheaters would have wands and they would look menacing and fierce. See for yourself.

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And that marks the end of a weird post. I apologise if this is exactly the style you wished I would never adopt in my blogging. Feel free to comment and let me know what you think about my new method of "livening up" the atmosphere. I won't do this often. Just testing the water I guess. Here's to Gossip Girl tomorrow night. Cheers.