Kids

I still remember during early high school days, my best friend and I would have this sketch book. It’s not any ordinary sketch book per se, but it was our escape into the world of self made games, Conquer! (you know, that cross-circle-onsquares game, usually played on buku nota nombor sembilan), all in all, our introductory to self expression through art (okay, art here is very very subjective).

We’d draw robots, fighter planes, futuristic sports cars and our English teacher’s butt.

Her butt was huge, Miss Arsmargeet Khor. OMG, I just realized her name even has ARSE in it. It’s like she’d stop moving but her butt continued to bounce a few times before settling down. We’d make fun of it every time she passed by our class. hahahahaha... *ahem*

Anyways, since I’m so so so so free for these 3 weeks. I sat down, and sketched for fun; evil gas mask sea monster robot thingy. Okay, it was more so to kill time whilst my Maggie mee was cooking and got a bit lazy after the torso.

Ah, to eat supper and watch a movie without your notes nagging at you is indeed a bliss arrangement.
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I don’t want to grow up.