#6 The Confession

Woohoo! Somehow the man has found an artistic streak within him. And here are his creations, albeit unpolished. But after years avoiding the pencil and paper, as well as a history of failing all his art examinations and art assignments, voila...!



Revel in the masterpiece of Yours Truly. Need anything else be said? The classmates were shocked.

And so was himself. ^^"!

And now... *drum rolls* for the confession. The biggest fiasco of all time. Ever wonder why Yours Truly never posts pictures on his blog prior to this entry? Well the answer's simple.

He didn't know how.

Must have been the dumbest revelation since Peekaboo-I-See-You.

But anyway it's true.

'Nuff said.

WARNING: SPOILER ALERT. DO NOT PROCEED FURTHER IF YOU HAVE ALLERGIC REACTIONS TO NARCISSISM.

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Hiiiiiiiiiiaaa!



Oops... That's Fabian. Fabs as Luke calls him.



Yahoo! I must have been drunk or something, to pull off such a stunt at the infocounter on Service day. There must have been about a hundred odd faces staring back at me in bewilderment.



This is me. Looking pretty good I must say! And below's a profile shot of me, taken by Fabie so he could draw me. Seems the original prop *Yours Truly* was too fidgety for O' Fabie to properly sketch.



I couldn't contain my self-love. HA!