*gurgle gurgle gurgle*

credits to the always amazing jingsg

I have no words.
MY APHRODITE MY HATHOR MY EROS.

Bringing gurgly and wide+wet-eyed joy to gloomy Thursdays.

bowcro

Because bow shaped hair velcro pads are the new bow headbands.

HB, C-AK

Mini celebration for C's 22nd a couple weeks ago.. Girly chats under flattering lighting and over huge portions of Italian always make for good times. I would reiterate the fact that I laughed like a loon numerous times during the night.. But ah what's new?

happy birthday, miss clara beara k

PoWM

So I spent the past half hour letting my brain degenerate by looking at PoWM.

For every fabulously fierce fashion blogger strutting around NYC taking pretty photos with their fancy cameras.. There will be an even fiercer unassuming lady walking around walmart in Arkansas clad top to toe in skin tight tie-dye with a head full of tin foil. Truefax.

night rider

People always give Singapore such flak.

The rigidity, the humidity of our homeland, the heat OH the heat.. But everything I.. Relish. Not necessarily enjoy all the time, but I accept. Most of the time with pleasure.

(Propoganda worked on me for sure. I actually have this post that's been saved in drafts for forever about me+sg but I figured I would wax poetic about this first.)

And there are still times that I'm driving down some expressway or walking down one of our many insanely crowded streets.. And I just think.. It's so nice to be home. Particularly at times like this.. 2:39am on a work night (try to hide your disbelief. I napped.) during monsoon season. Windows wide open and the amazing (to me at least. I know i grossly overuse the word amazing. Other than jing and PDB and G's grace there's not that much that really is amazing. Natch.)... Wait what was I saying again?

Right.
Night air.

Seriously the scent of Singapore's night air is about 352 kinds of amazing. Especially in November when the air is so unbelievably cool and all the smells seem intensified. Like all smells, it brings with it a myriad of memories.. Not all specific ones but certain instances.. Mostly memories of going to school and having to be up by 6 and out of the house before the sun was up.. And memories of JC days where it was a different underage party every couple of days (yes. so hardcore) and everyone still dressed up to go out and then stumbled home semi-high on cheap and watered down alcohol in the depths of the night after an extended supper and then the same ol' 'who shares cabs with who!' and 'who am i going to text now!' game afterwards. Holy run-on. On hindsight, such good times. I don't have the vocab prowess to well describe our incredible night air but I just know I lovez itz. Very therapeutic. Head-clearing.

Did I just pen a post about the night air of Singapore?
And abuse the use of parentheses?
Heck yes.

tokyo tower

想陪你到東京鐵塔

don't see then don't see lor

Weird thing I don't understand #63250: People that email you and say "Don't see attachment."

Well then................

PDB:

Um yes I'm not ashamed to say I adore this song. GB needs to cover it STAT so I can swoon and sway and embed the bananas out of it. (let me preface by saying that I've gone through like 15 covers and I'm convinced that Gabe would knock it out of the park if he tried. COME ON GABE. DO IT FOR THE FANS. Also.. I'm kind of in love with the amount of Asian American singers on youtube.. Yay American brethren for reppinnnnn'.)


so leave it behind cause we have a night to get away,
so come on and fly with me as we make our great escape

so baby don't worry, you are my only
you won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down
you'll be my only, no need to worry
baby are you down?

痛也很愉快

Well it's no surprise that you're the only one who can make these Manic Mondays seem that bit better.

li si xiang

Weird thing I don't understand #63249: People that call you and then go "Eh? Who are you?"

I might be asking you the same thing.......

HB, VLKL

HAPPY BIRTHDAY V ♥

Okay long overdue but our dearest Vern celebrated her 23rd last month and she started her party somewhere fairly.. Unconventional. To say the least.

Bear in mind that the theme of this year's party was SKANKY AND SLEAZY (ok there was another name for it but I'm trying to keep it PG here.) I'm thinking we made quite the impression on the regular patrons of the grassroots club. Free flow Chinese food all night.. And suffice it to say we were STUFFED. Like.. 'holy cow i never want to see another bowl of eefu noodles' stuffed.

KIND OF A LAME PHOTO OF US (sans robin)
BUT NEVERTHELESS ♥

And onward to the insane image overload!!

JOYFUL JOYFUL ♥

Songs were sung, goofy 'blood splaying everywhere' faces were made, photos aplenty were taken, and absinthe was force-fed to the birthday girl and her very sporting BFF. Involuntary scrunching faces ensued.

We love you V - no two ways about it - We love you.

the blue mansion

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