Considering that this blog post has over 60 photos in total, make sure you grab yourself a cuppa before you proceed.

Caution: very photo-heavy! I did spend almost a year there, after all.

Happened to look through old photos during my Aussie days and noticed that some pictures were still in my pending list which never got to be shared nor published! So here they are.

With my girls Bardha, Laura and Verity on our impromptu sushi night

Erin and Verity helping me bake a delicious chocolate cake!

Why the sudden nostalgic throwback, you ask? 

No particular reason, apart from the fact that my family is on a 2 week holiday in Australia now – albeit without me.

I was supposed to go with them, but they made a reasonable point that since I had already spent/experienced a year there, why spend that chunk of money to go back to the same place when I can use it for other purposes or travel to a country I’ve yet to explore?

Made perfect sense, right? Wrong. 

Australia wasn’t just another continent I explored to lay my footprints onto.

It wasn’t just another country existing to quench my wanderlust.

It wasn’t just another stamp on my passport. And it certainly isn’t just another spot on the world map where I’d say,”I’ve been there, how about you?”

The intricately spun spider web right outside my residence at uni

A closer shot.

Australia was home. My friends became family to me.

The multi-faceted culture of Melbourne city and the laidback lifestyle back in countryside Gippsland seeped into my veins like duck to water. In that year alone, my far-flung relatives whom I’ve not seen for half a decade became closer to me than ever.

The ever evolving four seasons in a day rendered me so ever-prepared for whatever the weather ambushed me with. They say when in Rome, do as the Romans do. And adapting to Australia was like second nature to me.

I still fancy an arvo with my mates, having a sausage on a barbie with some vegemite on it 😛

But despite my sentiments, I didn’t end up going due to work commitments. 

A silent winter night.

(FYI It isn’t creepy at the residence but this photo is really horror movie material though!)

Meet Antonio, our favorite uni security guard. We still keep in touch via Facebook.

He lost an epic amount of weight since – it was what, 30KG if I’m not mistaken. Good job!

The beautiful red gerberas that my then-boyfriend surprised me with.

I love them!

Having my family right there in Australia as we speak made me feel a little nostalgic, especially browsing through the photos of their having a jolly good time there.

Ergo, the nostalgia led to this flashback post.

I realized I didn’t quite complete the pages of my ‘The Australian Diaries‘ life log. I have two more chapters, but here’s one today before the final one.

The living room is where I usually sit – I hate being all cooped up in my room.

I’m still like that till this very day. I’m hardly ever in my room!

My tiny little room in the student residence!

Excuse the horrid mess. I was crafting an anniversary present for my then-boyfriend.

Seeing that surprised smile on his face was super worth it! 😀

Oh and when in Australia, the vehicle plates intrigued me. 

Here, we don’t get to choose our registration number on our cars, the Road Transport Department does. (That’s RTA for you Aussies!) Car registration plates follow a strict, standardized algorithm.

Even if we do get to choose, it’s a pretty limited choice from the rare selection of vanity plates like SUKOM, G1M, BAMBee as they are only launched during special events held in Malaysia and you’ll have to spend thousands of Ringgit on it.

The only cool ones I’ve seen here are WWW, WTF, PEN, DAD or the numbers 8055 which looks like BOSS, KI55 which looks like KISS, MAF14 which looks like MAFIA, PAR15 which looks like PARIS and pardon me for this but.. PEN15 which looks like..

I’ll leave that for you to decipher 😉

Pretty lame, I know. But that’s the way things work here.

But look at some of the cool personalized ones I spotted when in Australia!

IMK1NG? I know you are King.

YUUUUU. Me?

OBAMA 1? Hello Mr. President!

You’re tasty? I’m Juicy. Nice to meet you.

Looking at all my old Aussie photos made me realize that I finally have the answer to the one question that I keep getting asked all the freakin’ time:

‘Where did you learn how to cook so well?”

I cook well? Really? I don’t think so… my expertise is only in clean meals/healthy food now; only I cook those by instinct. I don’t think I know how to cook anything else by instinct, unfortunately. 

I mean, sure, I CAN cook sinful, unhealthy food but only if I follow a recipe book perhaps?

Coming from a person who knew nothing about cooking when I was growing up, I’m surprised I ended up a fairly good cook. Can you believe I never touched neither a frying pan, an oven (or basically any crockery) nor raw food until I was 20 or 21? 

But anyway, the answer to the question is – Australia did this to me.

Everything was so expensive in Australia (no thanks, conversion rates!) and I would end up paying 3X the amount there than I would back home.

For example, a packet of Nasi Lemak would cost RM45. 

So I did as any human being would when left with no choice. I adapted.

Thus begins my foray of experimenting in the kitchen.

Trust me, it was a lot of trial and error. I cook really random sh*t that comes to mind.

Even till now, I have never used a recipe book in my life!

So when you guys ask me for recipes for the clean meals I post on Instagram, I really only have one answer – there was no recipe to begin with! Unless I create one…hmmm.

Whole roasted chicken with baked veggies on the side.

Back to the story.

So yes, in 2011, for the very first time in my life, I cooked.

Yes, I cooked and I cooked. Sure, I might suck at it being a first-timer, but I still cooked. AND COOKED. A lot. Practice makes perfect. 

Here are some of the meals I made when in Australia! Be forewarned that some of it tasted less than desirable. 

Excuse the newbie chef. These were all cooked 3 years ago!

Pizza with a lot of nonsense as toppings.

What’s with this picture? I don’t know either.

I think it was just another one of my cooking candids.

Spaghetti bolognaise on study nights.

Erin and I making dinner!

Baked chicken on lazy nights.

Vegetable stew.

Sushi roll nights with Bardha.

Beef tacos!

Vegetable penne bake!

I don’t know what this is. Some kind of chicken wrapped in lettuce I randomly made.

But we sure enjoyed it. At least I know Verity liked it!

Shepard’s Pie. Don’t chide me for how it looks; I don’t even know how to make it!

Here’s the making of it. I just felt like eating Shepard’s Pie so I just attempted one LOL

Pasta bake! Yum yum.

Credits go to buddyTodd for teaching me to make my first pasta bake!

Well actually he told me he wanted to make it and I said, “OMG let me help!”

And the rest was history.

Behind the scenes.

We made the entire thing from scratch;

all the way from Woolworths to the kitchen and onto everyone’s plates!

So happy it turned out fantastic!

Another dish I’d like to give credit to. A popular Greek dish, the Melitzanes Papoutsakia.

I’m really good at making this now, all thanks to my then-boyfie!

And one time when he was in class, I surprised him by making it all on my own! 😀

Here’s another version that we made together on another night.

Verity and I cooking dinner one night!

To my best memory, I think it was beef stir-fry with white wine!

Lemon spring chicken with noodles.

(What kind of odd combination is this LOL)

Herbal chicken ramen soup I made when the exboyfie was sick.

Baked rice with tuna & vegetables!

Simple breakfast toast with scrambled eggs and beans.

And there will be times where I would miss Malaysian food so much that I’d end up miserably attempting to cook it.

Don’t expect Nasi Lemak or Laksa. Haha! That’s apparently very hard to make… and I’ve never tried! 

Maggi Goreng!! My first attempt. I loved it so much that I made another plate.

The Malaysian in me reveled in delight and went to heaven LOL.

 Nasi Goreng Ayam Kampung! Not bad right!?

I made it look triangular too.

Apart from cooking, I baked a lot. A whole lot. 

I baked so much that my friends and I ended up getting baked by baking a bake-inducing kind of brownie too. For the uninitiated, they are called space brownies, that’s right.

Hey if it’s legal in Amsterdam, it should be legal everywhere in the world too muahahahaha. 

Baking my favorite Oreo Cheesecake!

Fresh off the oven! Putting it into the fridge to let it cool overnight.

 It was so delicious and all of us finished it in less than a day!

Damn. Looking at these photos makes me wanna bake this exact one again.

I bake cookies too! Excuse the oddly shaped ones as I took them outta the oven too soon.

These were the first batch.

Chocolate-Vanilla cake!

Made a chocolate fudge cake with walnuts.

The making of it was super duper fun too!

It was so fun that our housemate random wanted to join in.

He’s from China by the way! (I forgot your name sorry but I think I have you on Facebook?)

 Due to past experience, I fear my hungry buddies whenever I leave something delicious to cool on the kitchen counter. Hence the warning note LOL

 All done! It looks so delicious and chocolatey I feel like making this one again too.

My buddies and I cooked a lot more but I reckon they’ve already found their way into individual blog posts in The Australian Diaries.

Oh and apart from cooking, here are some of the restaurants that I didn’t end up blogging about too.

 Sergio’s Cake Shop in Sydney!

CouzzieKristy used to work here part-time while she was still a student.

A popular Mediterranean restaurant in Melbourne – Stalactites – along Lonsdale Street.

The interior decor of stalactites filled with, obviously, stalactites!

 Lamb Giros Souvlaki and the Mixed Dip (tarama, melitzanosalata, tzatziki & hommus) with Pita.

I don’t remember what the dessert was.

 A beautiful restaurant in our guesthouse atop Mount Buller in winter!

Full blog post on our winter trip: here

 I absolutely loved my stay at Pension Grimus on the Victorian Alps.

And last but NEVER the least, if it’s anything I miss about Australia the most…

It’s the KFC Double Down.

And that, dearest readers, carries enough weight to abruptly end this post LOL.

Take it from me (and all the Australians!) the Double Down IS GODLIKE. 

Actually despite how yummy it was, that was just an excuse. I’m signing off only because I desperately need to hit the sack and that annoying chiming notification telling me my laptop is low on battery.

Goodnight! 😀

So I've been working for hours on end on my never-ending assignments and pulling all-nighters.

Yup, pretty much stressed but still surviving! As of now, I still have 2 more major assignments to complete.

Just another lovely, chilly evening at rez

(You might see the rays of the sun, but it's below 10°C now)

When night falls, there's even frost on the grass and mist coming outta your mouth when you talk

How I miss Malaysian weather already

Anyway, what made my day today was when my lecturer returned our assignments.

I wasn't expecting much, seeing that he keeps emphasizing that my work isn't good enough. But when I saw a High Distinction (HD) written with red ink on my cover sheet, I was elated beyond words.

Just thought I'd share (go make yourself a cuppa hot chocolate before reading this) :

            The sun began to set on the horizon; casting enigmatic shadows upon the sidewalks of faded, uneven gravel. The trails of this languid settlement led to an uncertain foray into nothingness; winding, and descending. The air was gray and opalescent; a solitary ray of light swiftly outlined the skyscrapers; then another light; and a hundred more glimmered into vision with each flash of the passing headlights.

          As time elapsed, the faint shades of sunset, encompassing vermilion and sanguine hues made way for a dark canvas of thick, iron studded skylights. The man in the moon must be in a joyous mood, for tonight’s iridescence was more golden than harvest moons; and brightly aglow, akin to the winter moon.

          Seventy acres of this town were dotted with old, dilapidated huts where hundreds of plebeians call home. A large forsaken warehouse barricaded by fencing stood erect to the left; and to the right, an abandoned playground scattered with equipment – what was once synonymous with colour, now engulfed by immense corrosion. In the corner, lived an increasing horde of rodents that prowled trash-cans and scraps from a poultry slaughter-house. Not too far away, lay a half-obliterated carcass beyond recognition, of what used to be a small creature, reeking of a stench so foul, with maggots thriving on its fetid, disintegrated flesh.

          Watching great drops of an unexpected heavy shower of rain splatter down, pooling into dark stains on the sidewalk; little homeless children scurried from the harsh tirades of the weather and huddled closely beneath tattered, worn-out awnings of the abattoir. Though it stank with the most revolting odour, it was their only means of refuge from the merciless downpour.  A sudden gush of wind soon enveloped the town with an icy-coldness that permeates the depths of the soul; quivering the very marrow of the bone in unison. Such unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the days last hour and pawned it with a vibe of fear and desolation.

          In the near distance, the silhouette of a feminine figure could be made out to be trudging along those rough terrains; drenched by torrents of the heavy rain. Of why she was barefoot and forlorn, was unbeknownst to anyone who jostled past her. A loud creak broke the deafening silence of this bleak, stormy night when iron doors of a nearby Hollywood film set flung open abruptly. The subsequent heavy roaring of a rising crowd and the interlaced clatter of many voices swamped the scene. She stood insignificantly, like a fly on the wall, watching silently as the throng passed.

          Ladies in evening gowns could be seen wearing their long locks in loose, delicate waves, crowded along with shrieks of strident laughter; two to an umbrella, where most of them had their arms around pallid, immaculate men, decked in pressed suits. They ambled past, accompanied by chauffeurs into sleek limousines, followed by a squad of bodyguards swaggering past, boasting due savoir faire expected of them as sentinels of the elite. Even so, blinding lights of cameras still flash by as paparazzi tailed the crème de la crème of Tinseltown until the very second they zoomed out of sight. When all the merriment of the rich and famous began to subside, the town was once again, left in a depressing state of obscurity.

          Deserted, sordid… and ghastly.

          There were dubious activities around the corner, illicit motherhood in the attic three blocks away, and felons menacing every nook and cranny. Nightmares of perspiration between the clammy walls took to an overpowering force upon the building. Those concrete walls, made of red bricks plastered haphazardly in cement, echoed with silence. Amongst the grime and undergrowth breeding in the corners, a stolen thought arose. A fragmented, discontinuous thought which scrambled around in that darkened corner, running in search of other thoughts, hungry for a connection.

 "Help," says the thought in its faint, mellifluous tone; a disembodied voice so light it barely resonates.

 "Help…we aim for justice, it shall prevail".  

          I look more closely at the thought, at the silver glittering off its skin at it weaves in and out of the dim glow of the swaying, cracked bulb hanging loosely from the wall lamps. It is shaped like a prism – a tiny insignificant thing, yet unspeakably glorious in the magnitude of its beauty. It beckons me; drawing me closer into an unfathomable intimacy.

          A squalid phantasmagoria flashed by abruptly and shattered my train of thought. It soon disappeared into the mist as my futile attempts to squint vigorously in hopes of regaining my vision were in vain. It is not uncommon for the folks of this sinister town to conjure apparitions every now and then; like a Freudian dream left unearthed. For the history behind this place lays a morbid incident which took place several years ago; unspoken of and by no means allowed to leave one’s lips.

          There is much to say about this town, but very few dare to utter a word.

******

So, that's the end! 😀 Alright, my dinner is almost ready to be eaten now. Had been cooking all afternoon!

On the menu today : Cheese Baked Pumpkin Rice with Salmon, Cherry Tomatoes and Asparagus 🙂 There's also spring onions,  golden corn, brussel sprouts, carrots on the casserole sprinkled with lots of basil, coriander and mixed herbs too.

I know I still owe you guys plenty of blogposts of my daily cooking voyages, but then again I've too many pending posts to actually keep track anymore 🙁 I don't think I'll ever run out of things to blog about, only running out of time!

Have a good evening ahead while I enslave myself to those merciless assignments!

Sorry I took a while to write this blogpost.

Was laden with assignments (still am!) but here's the post so stop bugging me about it already, rawr!

bring on the Greek goddesses 😛 😛

If you remember this preview post I blogged just before I headed to the party, you would kinda remember I had a similar picture to this:

except without Todd photobombing me from behind!

So as usual, my mates and I were having pre-drinks before the party

We decided to play King's Cup tonight.

Here's some of us! The rest had adjourned to the party already

I finished my bottle of Baileys and ran outta drinks in the midst of the party

LOL forcing drinks down Devin's throat and applying eyeshadow on him

Check out his sweet lavender eyeshadow bwahahaha!

Must be a dare or something

Anyway, back to the game.

The whole lot of us played and played, did hilarious stuff and when the final round came… I LOST THE GAME.

and had to drink the entire full King's Cup of the mixture of everyone's different drinks FML

That was NOT good 🙁

Nasty and it's a one way bottoms up without stopping

down to my last few sips… I hate this game! Ughh

And so I finished. Am actually surprised I didn't pass out or anything, seeing that I finished my own bottle of Baileys and had a few shots of bourbon before King's Cup.

I'm lasting longer than I thought! But my head was already very woozy

All my mates knew I was SO smashed and sub-conscious already

I initially couldn't give a rat's arse about going to Toga Party anymore for I was light headed and all I wanted to do was to sleep.

But then again, we were all dolled up, dressed up and looking our best to go already 🙁

So how can I just ditch the party?

Bleh. So I went ahead hoping to survive throughout the entire night

goodness gracious if I didn't change the lighting of this picture, I would look even more red and flushed

Hit the party in full swing

Don't remember this picture being taken nor who this person is

Sorry for blurry photos, tipsy photos aren't really the best

The DJs of the night!!! DJ Nick James and his special guest DJ

(blur photo again, I know)

By the drinks bar…. can't believe they still wanna drink some more!

I've clearly surrendered LOL

Make way for more tipsy shots.

Since I don't remember most parts of the night, let's see the drunk shenanigans roll –

With Benny!

He's lookin' all hyper here

With Laura Cook and someone's head popping up behind

She looked like a Chinese monk tonite!

With Kayla 😀

Two kitty fanatics… purrrr purrr meow!

With Konzy!

Still pissed drunk. Need some zzzzzzzz's

With Rowan!

He's looking all Sparta 300 tonight

With Laura!

Though I still don't get what's with the mouth drawings… but it's pretty cool 😀

Don't remember this photo! But it looks like we were on the dance floor

Outside on the uni deck with more mates in Togas!

Romans/Greeks in white!

With Cherie, Brittany and Laura

Deanna reminded me of Medusa that night!

Also don't remember this photo… AND WHY AM I HOLDING MY PASSPORT?

Back outside at the deck chilling

FINALLY. I remember this photo! 😀 😀

I think I managed to sober up by the end of the night. Phew!

From the photos, it looked like a fun party had broke free last Wednesday night!

It's a pity my only memories was from the pictures I have. Ohwell… one last themeparty to go next week:

GOOD vs. EVIL Bring it on!

Sigh. I KNEW I should've brought my devilish horns & pitchfork to Aussie with me

Okay this post was actually scheduled to be up 3 weeks ago!

But for some reason, it decided to go bonkers. So just imagine you are reading this like waaaayyyy before today.

You know how advertisements about universities always try to depict some form of "excellence" or "condusive study environment" and the like?

The usual pin-ups of students posing all-so-serious in the library, in the science lab or on the grass?

Looks like they weren't kidding.

Because here in Australia, it really is a real-life scenario

In Malaysia, to be honest, no one sits on the grass to study or even hang out.

Probably there will be a handful of white people doing so occasionally. But apart from that, people usually keep off our grass.

Not that there's anything wrong with our grass or that it is layered with pesticide or something.

It's just not our culture to sit on the grass – I presume. Most of us would just hang out at the uni cafe, uni lounge or even the library.

May the people who never had their asses on university grass before,

come sit and pose for an obligatory photo

Look ma, I'm sitting on the grass!

The university grass!

I gotta admit, we find it pretty queer to do that when there are plenty of vacant seats around.

But as they say – when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Australia, in this case.

During orientation break. Meet my new friend, Anne from Germany.

I can't pronounce her last name so just 'Anne' will do for now 🙂

Fellow Malaysians on exchange!

We were treated to a hot pancake breakfast, giant muffins and hot chocolate/coffee.

Hmm.. anything to make us feel welcome I guess? 🙂

At night, we all headed to the glorious Queen Victoria Market.

We were pretty lucky as it was summer when we arrived.

I hear that there was a night festival of food, culture and music ONLY during the summer nights.

It reminded of our 'pasar malam' back in Malaysia.

Our night markets often comprise food and cheap shopping

Here we are inside the night market!

Fellow exchange students from Malaysia, Canada, Germany and local Ozzies

I loved what I saw.

There were international food all over the place and so many things to buy!

Some form of Mediterranean food

A rather icky pig head on display.

If I didn't love meat so much, I'd turn vegan the moment I saw this photo

Okay here's a cute picture to erase any recollection of the pig head.

MUPPETS ON SALE!!! AWWWWWWWWW

Apart from eating and shopping, we even sampled Yellow Tail wine!

Yup, there was a free tasting session. And I must say, it's pretty damn good.

There were many flavours, but I loved 3 of it only.

They are Moscato, Sauvignon Blanc and Pinot Noir

ommmnomnom wine.

The very next day!!

A short city tour – of which I have already explored in this post. Remember? 🙂

Excited exchange students from all over the world

Made some new friends, Lisa and Adam

Went to Federation Square and walked down some steps which I never knew existed beforehand!

Down down down to a scenic riverside bar.

Yarra River!

And the off to Chinatown for dinner!

Was pretty strange that I came all the way to Australia – to eat Asian food.

But hey, there were heaps!!

In most parts of the city or even suburbs like Glen Waverly or Boxhill, there are Asian food aplenty.

But when I'm here, I tend to avoid Asian food like the plague because it would feel so silly to eat something which I can easily have back home in Malaysia for a huge fraction of the price!! Like, one plate of noodles here would cost me 15 $AUD = 45 Ringgit Malaysia when I could pay 5 Ringgit Malaysia for the exact same thing.

YOU TELL ME. MY WALLET PAIN… OR NOT?

After dinner, we chilled out at Emerald Peacock

It's a really pretty rooftop bar! 🙂

Now, if only the view wasn't blocked by so many high-rise buildings, it would be perfect.

With Lina. She bought me this drink! Ommnomnom

On my way back home. I bought a pie from PieFace for supper because I thought the waiter was cute as! And also because I was hungry duh

So! Orientation Week in Monash Clayton campus went pretty swell for the international students.

They made sure we are well-informed of the culture and how to get around town before we all seperated into our campuses.

Oh and… I'M SITTING ON THE GRASS!

(which reminds me, the last time I sat on the grass was when this photograph was taken)

If I haven't been getting enough of parties, you know you won't stop seeing all the party pichas roll in every week!

If you remember from my previous posts on Beach Party and Back to Skool Party, themeparties rock my world 🙂

So what's the theme for this week?

Go figure!

Okay, it's probably not a good idea to ask you because ya'll would know just by reading the title of this blogpost!

Think bright, think colourful, think neon… for it's FLURO PARTY!

With Cleefy and Devin 🙂

So we got round together a few hours before the party to dress up, make up and get ready!

Yup, make up… you heard right, even for the guys 🙂 More of… face painting and neon hairspray haha

Alex began to draw tribal sleeve 'tattoos' on his arm with Orange fluro paint (top left)

I helped Mossy draw his face with a bright green Zinc Stick (bottom right)

Of course, when the party strikes, you'd be certain to see lotsa cross dressers 😛

But all in the name of fun of course.

Check Devin out. He figured that cross-dressing as a ballerina would be great for the lulz I reckon!

Watch out! The fluroscent green ballerina is out to getcha!

So we continued painting ourselves with fluro colours, wearing the glowsticks and doing our hair…

Kayla stuck highlighter post-its on herself and one on me LOLOL

We're almost ready to rock up the party 😀

More of the rest came over and we had a few shots and skulled our drinks just to get things kickin' up

As it was raining, Erin brought her brolly along. Although I'm not sure if the umbrella was part of her props for the party, or really to shelter us from the rain! 😛 😛 It works both ways so yeah haha

I'm all set and ready to go!

No rain can dampen my spirits… ever ever ever!

So off we ran to the MUGSU lounge under the rain and braced the cold wind to the heat of the party…

Turn it up! Turn it up! Mash it up!

It ain't the end of the world!

Party like, like it's the end of the world!

It was insane how there were so many people tonight and we had all the lights turned off to make our neons and fluros really stand out!

This is only part of the crowd

It was a night of mayhem… but the party has just begun!

I like how my nails match my fluro pink top 😉

Honestly, I've never been this pink before. I was pretty pink all over… from head to toe

Pink had never been my colour… it was always red. But red doesn't exactly fall under neons so yeah.

Love ma mates heaps

Don't stop! Make it pop!

DJ blow my speakers up tonight!

Oh and this is Milly, one of my rezmates 🙂

She loves to prank me for no good reason and I'm usually very gullible to her trickery

I was having really horrid nightmares for the past few weeks (she didn't know) but she had to tell me that there was a dead body in one of the unoccupied rooms next to mine. And that security had just found it the night before.

I almost cried and suddenly it all made sense as to why I had been "disturbed" by nightmares. Turns out it was a joke

DAGNAMMIT!! 🙁

Anyhoozers, digression over.

Back to the party! 😀 😀

Have a drink with me! And let's make tonight go down in history!~

After a few hours hitting the dance floor and sweatin' it all up, it was time to take a breather at the decks.

But I reckon it's no chill pill outside because the party is still ongoing

Popping bottles till we can't stand!

We keep it rockin' till 6AM!

Even our fave security guard Antonio was feeling the heat! 🙂

His uniform is naturally fluroscent orange so yes, he is STILL very much part of the party haha

Back inside, Bardha took me for a spin with some Tequila shots

Ohnoes! Gulp gulp gulp

1…2..3… bottoms up!

When we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard

Sippin' sizzard in my ride, like a three six

Now I'm feeling so fly lika G6!

Towards the end of the night, we were all still pumped up

There were so many glowsticks and glowballs on the dancefloor that we picked up most of it LOL

LOLOL while dancing, Kon tied me up with the neon orange bow lika present

I think I look like a gift box now haha!

As always, the party ended on a high… full swing ahead

Goodnight folks 😉

Tonight, Imma fight!

Till we see the sunlight!

Tik tok on the clock

But the party don't stop no! (I wish it didn't!)