DON'T SWEAT PETTY THINGS..OR DON'T PET SWEATY THINGS.


here's jason's legs. and i had an orgasm lookin at those bright colorful bottles on the rack.



somehow, this makes me look like one kental, excited boy. Bo Pien!


feeling hawaii lah tu. hehe. menyampah aku.

hahahaha. of all pics i just posted, i still have no idea why joo's one had to be given a thought. not only is the flower too big. plus she's soo not hawaiian can. hahahahahah. eh dalah. i'm sick, do you mind? not sick as in gila sick or horny sick. sick as in ashtmatic-fever-tonsils sick. yah. i'm that sick. it's nearing the end of the month. o-oh. that means most people are getting their pay, which by right, i am one of those lucky people, but nope, i screwed up, i eat shit, so yes, except for me, i will still get my pay from dufry, but only so much. k. and this so happens, two of my bestest friends will be becoming super kaya ala rich girls, and that means retail therapy for them. but for my case, it's flea-retail therapy. argh. whatever ok. nys and sha, we have to go thrift shopping soon. sooooooooon. we can try clark quay, tanglin mall or zouk's flea and easy. either one. asap.



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