Good evening! How are things? My dad got himself one of those bulky and strange looking cameras recently. You know the kind that weighs 3 kg or more, and apparently, takes really good photographs? (2562.514 megapixels, ya'll.) All right, it does take really good photographs. I've seen. I've also seen my own blackheads in the photographs.My dad has guilelessly compiled an album, with the photographs he's taken with the above mentioned camera. The album now rests gloriously on our coffee table. I guess I shouldn't worry too much, because we seldom get visitors. And even when we do get visitors, a lot of times, we pretend nobody's home.
One sunny afternoon with no haze in sight, I was in our living room watching the TV. After some time, I noticed a man at our gate, ringing our doorbell that was not working. I really didn't feel like going up to my room to throw on something decent, or to do my hair. I decided to lie very still on the sofa, and tried to cover my whole body with cushions. Haha actually, I'm not so sure about the "we pretend nobody's home" bit. Sometimes, I feel as if I'm the only one who does it.
Anyway, I think I look like the poster girl for the proverbial "U- G- L- Y! You ain't got no alibi" situation, in almost all of the photographs in the album.
Gotta study now. Big exams coming up..... Laters!