the copyright day and an incomplete story of a non- esplanade secondary school graduate

hahahah. look at the man behind




wtf!?
wtf?!

YAAAAAAY!!!

visual rage therapy

this is so damn cool. a hologram.

made from cardboards and matchsticks.
the babi man. no pork i tell you!.
jewellery designer stuff

i like this one.

lol.. omg. cute hello kitty face.
this is what happens to their fingers after they went for a frantic dig in my asshole..
some small kid.

emile.
mary had a little lamb.

this is the reason why im so goin to that school.
t-shirt

emile bought this shirt.
yeyeyeyeyeyeyeh?! omg, i love this fadorable bag. $2
uhuhuhuh..... keep rubbing it.

moehawk!

oh, and we saw the la salle's memory wall or something like that, cos they moving out. anyways, we supposed to draw and paste it on a wall. damn cool. u gotta check it out.
syirr's
emile's
mary's

mine

a glass of bloody mary. im gettin this shoe. it got a nice pussy design on it.
buey song.
then mariam wemt for work. shes prolly working RIGHT now writing this..

aziee and syirr.

han ji peng left to have a dinner with eunice olsen. REALLY. then he pang seh'd us. and i went

meeting all syirr's walks of life likeability at esplanade theathres by the bay. it was an introduction to the deeper depth of underground-ness and smoke. i was so fucken cool for me. i sound like a kid already. further elaboration coming soon. so tired right now.

oh! happy birthday nana banana malina!!

slipar at the bar.

SAMANTHA!!! oh, and nicole and er.. eugene,(was concentrating at the bigalow show)

then, christopher's birthday party.
stacks of golden treats. food load of food. red wine. satay. kfc chickens. chips. fullset.
oh yea, forgot to mention, PIZZA.
the man himself
hahaha..

baby elmo and big bird. fitting for a 18 y/o birthday. lol
different angle, different story.
the house in the mouth.
okay, don't smile.
in the lift down from the suite.

barbaablackchic
the bottle of misery and waste
DJ Cheebye.
tequila and kam chia chui.

miserable miserable.

eugene: im gonna surf the net later..

me: surf huh? where?

eugene: yea, in the seven seas of porn.

updates tonight. lasalle babeh!

Janicht!

i've never went to the western part of singapore. its a place where things are really tranquil, silent, both road and human traffics far from congested and a place where the peoples loved no other musics besides that 'smack that' song. i swear it was like every-fucken-where, hp ringtones especially. well, besides that, i was really worried because i didnt know where the fuck i was, but this inverted dick-shaped building really fascinates me.
went to watch a softball match at some __insert anything here__ school.. and for some reason, im starting to hate looking at grass fields already.
click to zoom. they are nuts, look at them, dancing around in the middle of an open field.
against some butches.
grass swimming lessons.
and that was me, watching softball early in a fresh sunny morning.

lets look at the flipside on the following day:

bus was packed the fuck out.
the entrance was too.

the upper entrance too. it says: prat pum porn pat kap kum krab sa wa di kap.
orh.. thai supporters
the stadium attendance
players.


then drama.....

watch exclusive (seriously) short clips here:

http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j250/1zxcvbnm/?action=view&current=MOV09872.flv
and here:
http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j250/1zxcvbnm/?action=view&current=MOV09862.flv

i didnt record too long, as im kinda frugal and disk-space thrift, when it comes to video.

nice hair

picture of the day.
after penalty shootout!
the mass motorcycle jam. exhaust aroma.
for some reason, i think we singaporeans behaved really well just now.
scored high points in manners and language.!@

was a blast nonetheless.
it was a kickass experience just now...

and, i promise for a more better/wordy-er posts next time.