With my cigarettes and red-bull re-stocked, I could be the happiest kid around if it wasn’t for my Maths Syllabus D paper 1 examination earlier today. The first few pages of the paper was easy peasy lemon juicy but at the middle of the examination, I swear my brain turned into blood slushie. I couldn’t think straight. I felt like walking out of the examination hall and run around in circles. Other than that, the examination hall was a huge refridgerator and we were the cold meat inside. Hence, the constant thought of peeing. It was pure torture I tell you.

If that wasn’t enough, the invigilator was wearing the most hideous looking pants I’ve ever seen in my entire life and that’s really really really really distracting. It’s hideous looking, I just want to cut him into small bite pieces, marinate him in HP Sauce for a day and invite my friends over for a barbeque. It’s like an itch you can’t scratch.

I know it’s really disturbing. Picture quality is slightly low because my N70 doesn’t really do a stunning job when it is zoomed to the max.

The pants is clearly wayyy to big for him or any other sane human being, unless you have a butt the size of a bus. The excess material make his butt look big and really saggy. Heck, it is even enough to cover half of his torso (see picture). The pants could also be a parachute. To make things worst, it’s plaid.

I feel sorry for the ol’ chap. I would love to give him B$50, just to get a new pants but I’m broke.

Moral of the story? Don’t wear pants that is 6 sizes too big for you or any other sizes too big for you. If it’s big, go find another pants. Besides making the salesgirl feel like shit and humihilating her in large crowds, I think that’s why they are there - to find a size which fits you.

This is Affy, signing off. xx

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