Selekeh-ed.
I'm gonna define that.

I was clad in my black YA t-shirt which is one size too big and a pair of butt-compressing jeans with a pair of black 'market' slippers, with a hairstyle like as if a mini tornado had swept sections of my hair into a dozen directions and minimal concealer + super big urge to sleep, which means a pair of conspicuously huge eyebags which apparently, my minimal concealer can't help to conceal. Ironic. Oh let's just spare a thought for the concealer, I only applied a bit.

MALU sia going out like that.

I looked like a wayward. Okay maybe not. There's a little bit of exaggeration there.

Anyway that's it lah. (: