[jukebox track>>> church- t pain feat. teddy verseti]

prettay woman. walking down arab street.

a really awesome and huge prop and costume shop at Aliwal or watever-you-call-it Street. afro, pink wigs, Jester Hats, monster masks, mongolian turbans and even.....

captain Barbossaaaaaaaaa!
yea, i was lookin out for jack too. aint there. busy muggin some ship, i guess.

photography is dope. but it cant feed.

all the exotic bars and cafes. arab street is hot.


us freaks.
oh yea: any of ya'll girls wanna do eyelash extension, leave a tag aight? my girl, jam, does magic with her hands. aint gonna find anywhere cheaper.

boardgaming in a science lab. how promising our future scientists are, aye.

uh huh. like covering your face will help, jason.

note to "friend"//:
heard you cry over the phone to me that night.
im not good with words and sorry if i wasnt of much help tat night.
but babe, dont be upset aight?
gotta be optimistic.
life's too short to waste on moments like this.
go to sleep and hell with the watever.
love ya.
p.s: im not lesbian. i swear to god and the shamans.

[jukebox track>>> too little too late- jojo] wish i could do the real thing. but i reckon piercing would be more worthy. done by my hot tattooist. i mean, hennaist.
wynnay boy. preparing for her life saving exams. love our jamming mondays.


best shot dary ever took for me. ever.
she wants to be a professional photographer. my god, i said.

[jukebox track>>> what hurts the most- rascal flatts]

received a call from a friend that day and heard some bad news.
that her boyfriend had cancer and according to the doctor, has only 5 more months left.
i met up with him last night. he looked so pallid and shaky with those sunken eyes.
but he still managed to joke around. B, you're really effing brave.
it was like reliving an episode from Brothers And Sisters.
it's freaky how i saw him few months ago, hyper dancing to a bollywood movie.
and out of the blue, lung cancer just struck him and now he can hardly even talk loud.
cancer is really happening so often nowadays.

kudos to our cancer researchers and oncologists.
making most cancer patients as pain-free as possible.
or poor B would be in more agony than he already looks.
Zub. be strong aight. if my hug could make you feel any better.
love ya.

[jukebox track>>> big girls dont cry- fergie]
8PM. the ever silent and empty road. something else is coming.
Nephy boy acting emo.

all hail Nick Jr. with the Rain hairstyle. thanks to him we get to eat at The Mussel Guys.

kid's meal fish n chips. fresh fruit and prawn salad. grilled fillet of sirloin. grilled codfish with mashed potato. and phew. the codfish was orgasmic.

dessert was no disappointment either.

Banana Split with 3 scoops of ice cream.
Wat could be better than a combo of Strawberry Original, Green Tea and Macademia Nut. Wanted to order the famous Fondue but wtf. it is 40 bucks. siao.

and he left again. seven days of misses.

sick and tired of the same cycle day by day by day.
lucky only 1/4 of the school days suck balls.
gotta take a year break after graduation.
only so much my head can take.

[ jukebox track>>> what goes around comes around- j. timberlake]

now we know why your house never lacks cooking oil.

flo babe. they got you in cans!
but hell, i didnt know gooseberry was a real fruit.

prego prego prego. saviour for Home Econs class.

macaroni. strawberry yogurt. cranberry yogurt. kimchi noodle. aloe vera. fat-free vanilla pudding. guiling. pasta sauce. two happy taureans. one cashier with attitude problem.

mala pot kaki.
mikay's munch recommendation for the month.
rp's szechuan stall mala steamboat is seriously shiok. (serving for 2)
onlay six bucks but it opens after 4pm, i tink.

[ jukebox track>>> the take over, the break's over- fall out boy]

away for FYPs and more FYPs. lotsa shit going on with course allocation.
i dunno how they can confuse core modules from electives. crazay people.

ages since we hung out. Je suis desole, mok.
hopefully a year from now, we'd be on a plane to vancouver.
uh, but pls talk to christof first. life is short and i dont wanna make it shorter.

Fungi titties.
Friday was a really fucked up day. lesson was sooo freakin boringgggg.
the moment i saw the bold red sentence: to be downgraded by 0.5 for being late.
the whole day just came crashing down. lj school rule. i stepped in 2 minutes after 8.30.
2 minutes! euainvjkasciajioiaasja
and the people there are like... seminar lecturers.
lucky got some motivation and my hot Proteomics facilitator, Jeremy K. (sorry, YT. haha.)
15 more to go. tahan ah tahan.

Jamming that day with Mops and Azar aka Kambing at rp studio.
Though i wouldnt call it jamming since azar was doing most of the parts.

YT being polished. Azar trying hard to polish the gem.

our very talented but temperamental keyboardist, Clar aka algae.
waiting for YT the gem to be polished.

oh yea. have i mentioned my new beau?
handsome. smart and sensitive unlike most guys nowadays.
and we have oh so many similar ways.


still don't recognise? oh well.
i know you're so gonna flip after seeing this.
but you're really handsome.
maybe ODF might turn gay cos of you. dont kill me pls.