right on. god damn it all. good luck to bad luck. cheap tricks. weight loss to weight gain, andddd, to weight loss again. yes. insert evil laughter here. please and thank you. it sounds and feels like a vortex in a hurricane inside a microwave oven. damn you chaos-es.
its coming. august, august to me, is a week off workloads. a week of frolicking with extra amazing mother and extra amazing femme fatales. topped with candy home sweet home. diminishing
increasing piles of work loads. oh good lord. righteous.
disco dancing to revert to, converting into pre-fall threads, and continue with celebration of clearing my fasting debts. yeay me! but i was thinking on paying extra. i aint used to healthy food consuming nowadays. no whipped cream. wait, rice! blergh. mother, i miss wantan mee! strike three.
picture conquest : previous weekend jonker trip.
jonker jonkie :)
bontots.
MIA : sue
sticky pads.
retard more like. ngeh.
dont blame us for being us :)
prettyyy.
le chickas.
ili's adiction.
oui oui.
told you.
anbreen and sue.
hunny munny, ili bili.
'51% SINGLE'(she thinks she's single)
'THOSE BROWN EYES WILL BREAK YOUR HEART'(and she thinks she has brown eyes)
my favourite.
sis add.cmne sis buat pic yg kecik2 tue and boleh enlarge jugk?
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