Hello!
As you can see, i am trying to see things in a positive way.
The "storeroom" which i studiously packed during CNY has made a comeback. (i was going to say wtf but decided it's so negative).
The newest member is mr. cushion. He's the newly made cushion for our sofa but my family decided that he should only make his offical appearance in next year CNY which makes it like.. 11 more months? yippy.
Oh did i mention the guy in blue is Mr. Cushion?
Now he will block the morning and evening breeze coming from my only window opened and will looked like a art piece (or you can say eyesore) for the next 11 months! Finally someone to accompany me for exams.
My artistic mother decided that placing Mr. cushion in the middle of nowhere is highly satisfying and artistic move since she is not the permenant occupant of the room. (which is me).
Current location of mr. cusion. Beautiful scenary.
Mr. Cushion is covered in a handsome layer of Chinese silk design which increases the overall design of the room.
My house has such a good taste by choosing a bright red silk with gold flowers embroided on it, making my house a fusion of Modern meets old-school.
This is what i called a mis-matched fushion of Modern meets past. Chio isn't it!
To summarise the above paragraphs, i'm feeling "super pissed off with the fucking cushion because it's fucking ugly with a chao cheena design and is making the whole cb room fucking stuffy and fucking ugly and why do they buy the fucking cushion now and not using it and put the cushion in the fucking room which i had a hard time cleaning it. FUCK IT!".
Yep. I'm so bad in summarising! No wonder i got E for GP in A's. tsk tsk
