Pictorial Post (Part I)

Im damn lazy to type these days. Excuse me la coz im on a diet, so whole body including my fingertips were drained. I will let the pictures do the talking though:



scene during the IMF. Its 4pm and there's nobody.






My dad said im mad to spend so much money on this piece he called shit. He claimed this rolling stones tee resembles a toilet floor cloth(old and worn out). When i told him its vintage, he asked me what is wrong with my rib cage? Talking bout generation gap... but my dad considered not bad already. He knows that a rib cage is called a rib cage in English.




ben showed his affectionate side by sniffing my hair.




At Casuarina Curry, Lu was the first to bring me here.






















This place Prints at Paragon level 4 has nice cards and wrappers. I have been there a couple of times and was so tempted to buy some cards for birthdays.
















frozen..












ee pui. kns.




pui pui pui.







i feel damn pretentious.












*top left hand corner, the white 'mask' is actually leftover toilet paper.
i always pull excess paper when i shit in public, then i dont bear to waste them
and the rest is history.



Part (II) will be up tommorrow. Anyway i took pictures of whatever i threw up just now. Thought of posting them up now but then my friends told me not to be disgusting. So if u want my 'bulimia' pictures, leave your email.


Conversation of the day:

Me: your father wanna buy so many condoms for what?

Me: Orrrh i know liao, wah what if you are having a younger brother or sister?

Emmy: Cannot be la, no blood liao(referring to her mother).


Okay, shall end here read me up again tommorrow. I have been an early bird these days. Before i go, big thanks to the few who always bother to stop by and read my shit. By the way go download Beyonce's Irreplaceable, in my opinion that's the only listenable song from her latest production. Night =).