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Monday, June 29, 2009
For Apparent Reasons

And apparently, i tried twitching some things here. and obviously i did. lookbook is awesome. need to change up and get moving soon.

so we all laugh at glided butterflies and those who turn their backs with jaggered teeths.
peekture post soon.
i need a vacation.
like a bagpacking of some sort.
find treasures.

silly boy on the move.
boy, baby boy. take care of yourself.

and xoxoxo to all who care. (throws blessings and goodluck and all-things-nice)
Sunday, June 28, 2009

baby, baby boy.
anal story.
r boy, xl, v, k, jt, jc and i.
top gear. (zomg).
michael = the stig.
unbelievable.
MJ and countless MTVs, and vvvvvvv nice songs.
downed a 330ml corona.
salvator is nicer.

(shortcuts for now.)
Tuesday, June 23, 2009

meetup.
drinkup.
makeup.
sayhello.
sayomg.

hello darling.
man your own man.

stig's a man.. why cant it be a girl?
Sunday, June 21, 2009

me, k and r groovin' to the disco, soul, 60s/70s/80s/90s beats.
so we saw a 'boom boom pow' and got the '1234'.
went to e's at penthouse. r said it's a 'dark' place. (shrugs)

baby boy, i know what you are, what you are. and you know it's not it.
you should be ashamed of yourself. if you were to behave and think like this.
fool yourself, fool everything.
baby boy, you say ilu.
r

yj baby, you're back. we should 12345678910 soon. brawr
Thursday, June 18, 2009

i see you around.
i feel you around.
your eyelashes so long.
your hair army-short.
movies and teevee.
dinners and suppers.
our silly behaviours, our stupid jokes.
the macdonalds, the pasta.
the cook-outs and the lines.

so, you say i say, everybody says.
you're my sunshine.


and...i am following patrick star at twitter :D he is the cutest fella on teevee.
shaking hands with a jellyfish is polite. polite and extremely painful.
Monday, June 15, 2009

1 and a half hour, prowling around.
mission: to get the helmet. (to death do us part)
spotted, d at the backyard and so on, so forth. (bad)
scary, very scary.
of course, helmet recovered. (what a relief)
seriously, no more a second time. i could feel my heart at my mouth.

my lips like sugar. da double dee, double dum.
what you feel now, what you think. to be real.

moon pie boy haha!
Thursday, June 11, 2009

the past few days = :) = laundry done. dishes done. rubbish cleared. dogs cleaned. room revamped, by r.
so neat! watched lots of movies and tbbt.
sheldon-witz, you are.
Saturday, June 06, 2009

sleep, pig, sleep.
today saw my meal satisfied with chom pang nasi lemak with k and r.
vvvvv filling.
failed l4d = all those boys and girls from sec sch are hogging the comps, till late.
goodnight = sleep.