Because I was made up of Bones, Blood, and Brains.... And Food

Holding your pee for a couple of minutes... not a good idea. But if you're about to have a physical examination, I think that would be fine. That is what I basically did few days ago, as I was about to go on my physical examination for my application.

I can't help but to recollect what my dad has said about going for a medical exam.... it just kept rolling on in my head like there is a movie going on in it. And he's been talking about since the time when we were still in Riyadh. He has said a lot of things about going for the exams. They will do this, they will do that. They will touch this, touch that. You have to do this, do that. Yadah yadah yadah yadah.... So much of it he said. I didn't believe it... until now that I had been to it.

Now, the experience still lingers within my head from the start of the process to the end of it. Not that I'm saying it's a bad experience, it was quite interesting how they usually do it.

And now.... let's keep on playing the whole scene all over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again :D

I'm too awesome for sleeping!

When you actually get to see this picture, I don't think you would get to have a really decent sleep.....

You just got photo-bombed! >:D

I am not referring to the guy on the left... I was referring to me! I still can't get over my photo-bombing face when someone tries to look decent on a picture. :D I mean... take a look at my eyes. mouth and brows! They are like furious sharks looking for dinner for a couple days!!

Anyways... I can't sleep. I'm not blaming the picture. It's just that my legs are dead from all the walking and standing on the Mall of Asia last night. My sister, Johanna called me for us to go watch the annual Pyrolympics. And I was at the super market, doing my usual grocery buying. So I had to do some carrying, walking, searching for a decent vehicle to ride way back to the house, walking again to head to my tiny siblings to dress up, more walking, looking for a bus heading MOA, more and more walking, then meeting up with Johanna. Since we missed the Pyrolympics, we ended up just going for a dinner. Then the usual.... more and more and more and more walking. But my legs didn't start to kill me...yet. I was suggesting for pizza.Unfortunately, suggestion ignored. Then we head on to different restaurants.... they are closed! Who closes up at 10 pm in the evening when people are actually just starting their day?! Take me as an example. So, when they started to say they are closed,expect the face that I actually did on the picture. With a dash of eye-rolling. Then we went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on..until we ended up eating on Burger King. Not that I don't like BK, it's just that I was craving for pizza! But oh well...BK will do the trick since me and Johanna are monster-ishly hungry.

After the nomnoming moments, we have nothing to do, since it's closing time for all the stores in the mall. We just have to go home. And here comes the most facial disturbance, mouth blabbering, potty moutherying, nerve getting moments... the taxi hunting. Yep.... them taxi drivers are just that amazing to make me, my two sisters, and my two tiny brothers want to shatter their wind shields and start to scare their butts away. It's like 10 taxis has pass by me and didn't even bother to stop in front of us! It's like " ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!" moments that you start to blaze up!!! But we're too tired for it, so we took the bus instead. The traffic... obviously bad. Our energy.. terribly gone. We got home... we're dead beets! But I think it was a heck of a day, though. Just to show you how happy I am, take a good look at the picture....

2 year old pic... Don't care, still awesome!

And that's how I look like when I am happy!! And how I look like when dead tired as well!