california, here we come


take a break from this shit,





to daydream about this!












to the home of palm trees, beaches, bridges, theme parks, druggies, drive by shootings, shamu the whale, in and out burger, hollywood and twiggy celebrities....

i love.

omg, can't hardly wait!

its 5.29am on a sunday morning and i'm awake.

i know, wtf right?
the only time i'm awake like that is fucking last minute chionging for exams.

but chill, today is different.
i fucking watched episodes 19, 20 and 21 of heroes. from 2am till now.
frickin uber.

and daym, i can't help it but i love peter petrelli.
milo ventimiglia is my new johnathan rhys meyers.

awesome!

my twit of a sister is back! :):):):)
and she's off to a good start - she has spent her first 12h in singapore eating and sleeping.
some holiday.

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i have decided that all kumars are funny people.
prof kumar, (harold and) kumar, and singapore's tranny kumar...
i have yet to know a kumar who is not funny.

so abt prof kumar. this is what he said today abt a hill-sach's lesion:

"the lesion will never go away! the legacy (of the 2 idiots hill and sach) will last forever!" at least 3xtimes in different variations.

i am inspired to name something cool after myself.

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i'm freaking sad now, cuz tmr marks the beginning of 3xweeks of shit at sgh.
my word.

and its freaky dicky weird cos wayne manny me and koekoe and gummy are all gonna be back at sgh. all together, just like we were exactly 1 year ago.

anyway, daym, i think i'm gonna dream of maxwell curry rice tonight.

the already very fucking thin line between love and hate is being stretched exceedingly thin.
and i know its going to snap. just waiting for it to.


and yes, i am in one of my "dear God, make everyone die" moods. so fuck off and leave me alone.