You know whats totally driving me crazy? College. And this is probably the first time you hear that its not because of assignments.
My lecturer was snapping around and I think we're going to end up on some brochure.From the creepy guy who stares in class and the horrible management system. Not to forget that I have to walk in Central Market the Creepiest Place in Malaysia.
I know this is a shit picture but you can see his hand busy strumming away. If anyone wondered, he was playing the G chord (seriously). He had some weird punk uneven haircut and silver chains hanging from his pants.
I didn't dare make it too obvious that I was snapping a photo of him because he might smash his air guitar on me. Like how those rock stars do in their music video.
From the conversation above, we can conclude that its either the streets of Central Market is getting to me or my dog is influencing me too much. I'm also beginning to snort like him when there's dust in the air.And going off topic of creepy people/place.
Note: Why is it that we all know when America celebrate their Independence Day? (If you don't, you're just ignorant) I bet if I ask any American when is Malaysia's Independence Day, they would kick me and leave me to die on the streets of New York.




















