Oh hello, g’dday
Oh yesyes hello

As it began to clock closer into midnight, people were already in a frenzy! Hmm.. I guess I gotta slug down some sh!t too to get into the mood first. Woo hoo

Why, thank you.

I can haz cheezburger bacardi

Please sir, may I have some more?
Oliver Twist wtf

Whee hoo

Keep it goin’ babeh. One step closer to a jolly good time.. closer and closer. The clock is ticking. The night is still young. The drinks are flowing free. The choice is yours.

Love the tongue stud, babe!

Love Corona even more!

Cheers, yo!

Grin*

Woots!

The gurls & I

We’re still kickin’ it!
WOO HOO!

And so are the rest of the party peeps I hope?

Can you hear me say… JAI HO!

Can you take me higher~
To a place where blind men see~

*wink

Just let it go

Mr. Bean!

Party on!

The DJs were heating it up, and tearing the dance floor like no other! Those addictive tracks made every partygoer escalate sky high.

DJ Lefto

He’s one tiny thing that burns the party up

I love this picture. It brings the whole Las Vegas scene to life. Sin city, yo! ♥

We slumped and lied down on the beach to catch a breath. Phew. Running around partying throughout the whole stretch of Siloso can be pretty exhausting. Affirmative.

Good thing I junked out on the beach.
I would’nt have noticed sucha pretty sight, should I have not.

Check out more pics I shot on the Worldwide Music Fest here

Awesome night.
Cheers!

On top of that, I’ve been psychoanalyzing things I prolly shouldn’t in the very first place. Been emo, messed up and ill the past few days. And it’s the time of the month. Argh fuck, no wonder. I hate emo-ing especially at this hour.

On a completely unrelated issue, I kinda like this picture :

because I look happy in it.

I wish I could force a smile now.
Goodnight.

Swine flu donkey flu sheep flu
it’s not like I give two hoots.

Something tells me I’m in need of chocolate milk. Like, NOW. Aight, I’m blabbering here, but at least it keeps me from going beserk.

p.s – I don’t like Brand’s Chicken Essense.
It tastes of drain water, but then again I’ve never tasted any intoxicated mish-mash from the sewerage waste.

p.p.s – My room is messy.
I need to pack it up.

p.p.s – Why is my roomie playing & singing to weird songs?
Hmm… I think it’s from the 80’s

p.p.p.s – The random things I can cook up at 6.44am in the morning.
Darn, someone pop me some sleeping pills?

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