There once an urban story where a boy had turned into a yam as he ate the sweet which had been given to an unknown stranger to him. The validity of the story was never been confirmed.
Life's fine but it's getting much more uninteresting, day by day. I am yearning of an adventurous life beside of taking care of my baby sister, washing the dishes, getting up late just because I'd to clean all the dishes in the midnight, spending the whole night with reading posts on 9gag, tweeting on Twitter, playing virtual piano on Galaxy Tab, eating, drinking, praying - in a word, life much'd been more challenging for me, not as typical like this.
