Same ol’ style, continuation from here. Let’s cut to the chase, shall we? Cause I just can’t wait to blog about my graduation yesterday! Man, that 22 seconds of “walking the walk” has never felt infinitismly shorter compared to my whole 4 years of studying. Wait til I sort all my thousands of photos first, though.
Anyhow, puting aside the fact that the Cheeso has now slimmed down so much since she got home, probably with the help of our dear Kenko Diet Plum which I have yet to place my order for, here we have the effects of handing her a set of colourful drinks, like so:
“They’re mine, aaaaaalll miiiiine!” – says Cheesie as she selfishly hugs the drinks to herself, grinning from side to side knowing we can’t do much about it
“Cheesus Peacus, let this drink be-witched!” – chants Cheesie as she tries to use her powers-to-be to change the yellow drink into pure sinful cheese. Little does she know that…
“Finally, finally the time has comeeeee!” – whispers Porkie as he watches Cheesie fall into his trap; he had already BEWITCHED Cheesie’s cheese using his all-powerful lense-wand-ish thingimajig
“Sluuuuurpp” goes Porkie as Cheesie’s brain melts into a skullful of cheese fondue and slowly sucked away into his nether regions. Cheesie could not help but be utterly shocked
“It is done!” proclaims Porkie as he empties the contents inside of Cheesie’s skull, causing her to revert into her original self: an empty, lifeless cross-eyed cheese
“Chuuuuuu… Watashiwa pasocon desu. Suweechi onu kudasai.” – drones Cheesie as a-matter-of-factly, as if she has always been a robot. Die la, die la how somebody save herrrr preaseee!!!
No la. I kid. She’s fine and dandy and still ever a poser in this beautiful sunset picture aaaaaah! The end!
Okayla since this blog is about me and not the Cheeso, I shall start with a little appreciation note to Shaz for his touching post about the Jazz Festival, for which we had our first accidental meeting! I remember also we reviewed Winter Warmers, and ever since I had their special Garlic Chicken, from this post it looks like he’s loving it and have been having it ever since! Damn, it’s things like this that remind me how great Malaysia is, and it makes me wonder if I should really go back…
Anyway, as I promised 😉
This will be the Cheeso‘s story, written in one sentence TAG-LINE!
“Hi, I’m Cheesie, though I’ve just got bunnyfied in Camden!”
“Look, I’m taking a picture with a bunch of crazily dressed weirdos!” – says Cheesie who has probably received more stares that day; at least more than the number of stares received if there should be a naked Hugh Grant in the middle of Picaddily Circus. I said “if”, so wipe that drool off your face!
“Look at the beaauuutiful riverrrr” – says Cheesie, when in fact the object of attraction tends towards the left side of the picture, no?
“Stop the paparazzi.. *blushes*” – says Cheesie, who continues to pose and bond with the cameras much to our amusement
“I dowan Chris’s semi-atas Camera, I wan only super-atas Camera” – says Cheesie as she notices the sheer difference in the sizes of the barrels and lense between mine and Porkie’s and Claudine’s <-- So click to see even more amazing pictures!
Please Cheese Me Part 2
Coming up next: what does a Cheesie do when given a set of colourful drinks?
I’ve been busy preparing for my graduation! My whole family (1 pair of parents, 3 little sisters *theshockness!*) will be arriving in another hour 😀
Coming out of the sunset… The future looks brighter now more than ever!
Lookie here! Who have I stumbled upon? Coming up in my series: Cheeserland in London!