inside...

listening to stellar by incubus,
it reminds me of the state of mind one can be
in, in trying to decipher and define something
so strong and profoundly beautiful.

Probably once you've found it, you just know.
Somebody give me a map.

y junction

I don't know, the indifference kills me too.
We're moving forward, i guess...
Sign of the times, but you and and I,
we're moving apart.

cracks

The bridge we built so long ago
is fast crumbling apart.

woohoo.

Thursday night drink session that turned into a 7am drunken decision
to go to Sentosa for a day at the beach.
In the name of spontaneity and good clean,
(albeit clouded judgement driven) fun,
we marched on, from a group of 6,
to four sleep deprived souls.
With nothing but alcohol and a quick noodle breakfast
fueling our bodies, trudging along, to get some sand and sun
for the small sacrifice of not sleeping.
Especially for me.
I was up since 5am on thursday.
You can see the lack of sleep in our boozed out eyes.
It turned out to be quite a fun day actually despite
us bitching on the way to the beach, slightly sobered,
after the quick bite.
There we were, sipping vodka at high-fucking noon.
It was a good thing we had some too,
because it showered a couple times, passing cloud and all,
so it kept us warm, and sane.
You gotta scroll all the way down
and work your way up
if you wanna see the pics chronologically.


Licia.


Waiting for the bus back to the mainland, and yes,
there's still vodka left in the cup.




























what's in the chips...
























































Zai couldn't wait to get to the beach.

































poison gold.






















Gordon




Nothing like watching stupid movies when tipsy.


...and the pink elephant scene, when you're really wonking out.








Zai & Mas