blah. last night was the stupidest, most reatrded, most bloody @#%* ever.
at 12 midnight, when you need the light most, the bloody ceiling light died on us( my sister and me).

you know the ceiling light, which is the one you switch on and off using a switch(duh) on your wall... yah. my sister and i share a room and the bloody light couldn't switch on. so it started flickering. so then i felt rather scared.(it's 12 midnight. ever watched ghost shows?) so then my sister thought hey, lets take the lamp from the living room.





so, this is the ceiling light. the bloody ceiling light that died on us. but you must credit it for working day in day out, whenever we felt like turning it on. kudos, ceiling light!:)








and we were reduced to..........
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say hello to mr standing-yellow-lamp. he's considered to be rather bright.
the brown stuff is the floor of my bedroom and white wire is the switch. the bulb is yellow. that's why his middle name is yello. not white.
he's really small actually.









thanks to my wonderful ceiling light which went mad, we had to use a lamp. a bloody small lamp. URGH. that's like super ANNOYING.


ah wells. i eel tired and lazy. shall go on friendster now. see you.