Monday, April 07, 2008
爽
You know how people love to knit their eyebrows, scrunch-pout their huge mouth and widen their nostrils in disgust? Yes, that disapproving look. The face that makes little kids cry, the face the makes you simply go "eeyer".
The kind of pimply face that kind of reminds you of a lethal combination of pumice, barnicles and volcanic rocks, swollen and red. The kind of face with a somewhat tanned complexion (albeit masked by the redness) but you're not really sure if those are scars.
The kind of hair that would put Medusa to shame, the kind that makes spurs your civic responsibility to do the community good, to trim it off, guided by your nifty gardening skills.
The kind of yellowish eyeballs of catastrophic size, with oily, quadruple eyelids.
The kind of nose that Bear Grylls would set up camp in. (No comparison intended. I mean, Bear could live in his OWN nose.)
The kind of lips that tourists from Batam would mistake their banana boat for.
I had to face a face like this, and it was no pleasure. It is really difficult to not observe such details without either cringing or laughing blatantly.
The kind of pimply face that kind of reminds you of a lethal combination of pumice, barnicles and volcanic rocks, swollen and red. The kind of face with a somewhat tanned complexion (albeit masked by the redness) but you're not really sure if those are scars.
The kind of hair that would put Medusa to shame, the kind that makes spurs your civic responsibility to do the community good, to trim it off, guided by your nifty gardening skills.
The kind of yellowish eyeballs of catastrophic size, with oily, quadruple eyelids.
The kind of nose that Bear Grylls would set up camp in. (No comparison intended. I mean, Bear could live in his OWN nose.)
The kind of lips that tourists from Batam would mistake their banana boat for.
I had to face a face like this, and it was no pleasure. It is really difficult to not observe such details without either cringing or laughing blatantly.
# posted at 11:03 PM
