[ jukebox track>>> because you lived- jesse mccartney ]

one week break is here.
which i wouldnt consider a break since i hardly have a day for self indulgence.
but hell.
nb pp supervisor of mine. reject my pp report never mind.
but refuse to reply my emails and tell me wat the fetch is wrong with my proposal.
so im just dangling here, reworking something that i have no clue whatsoever is wrong. great. and now, while people are doing their posters, im still worrying about this shit.
heck. how bad can it get?
worse come to worse retake pp module next sem.
den just juggle the $200 PP, 2 FYPs, incomplete CE points, UTs, lab work and driving lessons within a year lor. im sure i can do that. what's the deal? *shrugs*
this is early life crisis.
MIKI. THE WITNESSING OF A PITFALL. based on a true story.
so put yr hands up and toast yr mugs, haters. woots!!! cheers.

but a promise is a promise. and for you i will, mops.
so i turned up for our date. late and im sorry girls. but still, POS came rocketing.

we totally painted the town red and green and blue and yellow. and everything you can find on a rainbow.

it was a prep session for busking. getting some shades and settling down with mary-kate at some underpass.

this is the most gorgeous you i've ever seen, barnacle darling. lizard. hmm... sexayy.

yaya's mom. we know you work very hard to feed her. but stealing snacks so near a security guard is just madness.
okay. im in no position to talk about proper shoplifting either.
the other 2/3 of mops blew their wallets while mine is still very much intact.
however, after i have set eyes upon that gorgeous vintage camera bag at Funkdeco, i could never see another item the same way again.
i guess the eyebrow piercing could wait.

{note to mops}:
we shall all go to holland together someday before it sinks beneath the sea soon. <3