Today I saw a truck with a full load of gas tanks go pass my window. The first thing that came to my mind was wishing that it will blow up.



(What you think of Hayley Williams?) Fuck her, Wolf Haley robbing ‘em
I’ll crash that fucking airplane that that faggot nigga B.o.B is in
And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus
And won’t stop until the cops come in

wooooooooooooooooooo!
not a rap fan but this shit got me bouncin.

Jellybean and I in bed watching suits, sharing a bowl of milk.

Jellybean and I in bed watching suits, sharing a bowl of milk.

Clay,
stay gold.



scenes from the clinic.

I would like to be a cat in my next life.
Its hard being human.

have i posted this before?
yes, probably.

they are the kind of band that u will need to listen to at least once a month.
when i say listen to, i really mean it like listening to all their albums on repeat the entire day.

one of the greatest band of my generation.

Record breaking.

You see, i have an office claim that’s worth 300 dollars and i’ve yet to make the claim. Hence i have this annoying feeling at the back of my head that there’s this extra chunk of money to spend. Pretty damn sure i’ve busted my budget. But I just can’t stop browsing for plastic.

It’s wrecking my plastic.

do i really want this?

do i really want this?

I normally drink my coffee black with no sugars. but on rare occasions when I crave for sweet milky coffee, I like to tap a packet of raw sugar into the mug and stir it just a little. that way, I get to enjoy the intensity of sweetness and bitterness slowly, one sip at a time. the last mouthful is the best, the finale, the most satisfying. the thickest and sweetest, the most concentrated bit, of all the goodness that has settled at the bottom of the mug. I take the final bit in one big mouthful. and thats it. cravings fully satisfied. joy, as the warm coffee travels down my pipes. gold.

I normally drink my coffee black with no sugars. but on rare occasions when I crave for sweet milky coffee, I like to tap a packet of raw sugar into the mug and stir it just a little. that way, I get to enjoy the intensity of sweetness and bitterness slowly, one sip at a time. the last mouthful is the best, the finale, the most satisfying. the thickest and sweetest, the most concentrated bit, of all the goodness that has settled at the bottom of the mug. I take the final bit in one big mouthful. and thats it. cravings fully satisfied. joy, as the warm coffee travels down my pipes.

gold.

COE BIDDING CAT B NOV 2012
SGD$92,400

of all the fucking times my car has to break down now and send to scrap.
fuck this shit.
fuck this shit so hard.

stay gold.
stay gold.
stay gold.



oh hey there boracay,
we’re coming for you.

Happy birthday to the ever lovely Julia Child.

Happy birthday to the ever lovely Julia Child.

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