Out from the Toilet

This morning, at about 2am, I was not-so-happily surfing the net, researching a product for the Twin's Copywriting Mid Term assignment.

*Click scroll click*
*Blank screen*
*Dark room*

"Oi!!!!"

Profanity would have flown out like a river, but I wasn't in the mood to do my assignment anyway. I just got really pissy about having to endure god-knows-how-long of pitch dark blackness. Not forgetting the mosquitoes and the weather that is beginning to get hot and dry already.

No air-conditioning, no ventilation, plus the heat emitting from the candles. Frickin' hot.

Ok lar, so it wasn't exactly pitch dark. There were a few candles in the room. But we didn't want to light up too many or the heat will kill us all before the power even comes back on.

Sean, the fool lit 3 candles in his room.

One candle was about 15-18cm high. He mounted it on a small 'masak-masak' bowl (Neh, the sort of royal blue little bowl. I think the brand was Play-something. It's a long longtime ago lar.) and placed the little bowl on the highest level of a multi-level(ed) computer table. Centre of gravity, high. Stability of table, moderately low. Potential of fire, high.

The second candle was a heart shaped candle bought from I-don't-know-where. He lit it and placed it on his table. The candle stood on top of am empty cartridge box. Not a tray or bowl. Centre of gravity, moderate/low. Stability of base, moderately high. Hazard level, moderate. Potential of fire, moderately high.

The position of the third candle was the most outrageous one of all. In my books, that is.
It was a tall candle, about 20cm maybe. He placed it on top of his cupboard. Foolish boy. With no base, bowl, tray whatsoever.

Stupidity reigns his mind.

He was planning to sleep. Apparently with the "lights" on.
There.

Centre of gravity, high. Hazard level, very high. Potential of fire, extremely high.

The time spent snapping photos was obviously more compared to the time spent completing the assignment.