Okay, I've gotten a few pictures here to share: Me and Wei Hao in our togas: The Proshession, these people were walking beside the float: The Prosh float (the "float" is really just a truck with a couple of decorations: Me in my toga, holding a collection tin and a copy of the Prosh newspaper:
I went for Prosh a couple of days ago. Prosh is a annual charity event held by UWA where student volunteers go around dressed up in costumes selling satirical newspapers for token sums. My costume was the toga, which was based on the theme my hostel (Currie Hall) decided upon (actually, it the theme was... Continue Reading →
I once saw a pretty butterfly, She was flying here and there, Flirting with every flower she met, She was flying without a care. I held in my hand a butterfly net All prepared to catch her in; But in the battle of net vs. butterfly, *Sigh* -- the butterfly did win. I went home... Continue Reading →
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