i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

you know i never really thought i would say this but i miss work.i mean i miss working.haha.i feel like a stranger.i dont know what to do when im going to do anything who am i going to do anything with.no im not like that.i need to do SOMETHING.i shall riot for world peace.im sure nobody will blow up beside me.haha.

well the new year is coming right up.and i'll either be home watcg gurmit's bald head on tv or go out and watch the fireworks with whoever.but i hate to get stuck with the rest of other singaporeans who rush and push their way through.mrt should extend til 4am.hee.

07 07.you started out fine.i loved every minute of it.well almost.i loved the birthdays that came the extra closer bonds you gave me the joy the lame ass jokes and every other good thing.but life's boring when it's all good.and so came the pain the tears the fights the every other bad thing.i tried to take it all in my stride and no matter what nothing was gonna pull me down.

my new year's resolution is simple: nice people dont finish last.

brace for impact.