An it is the new years eve. In London at least. Its 40 mins to New Year’s day in Singapore already

Jason wrote this for us. So sweet e fella.

Today's a day to have fun and laughter,
A time to celebrate a new year.
A time that we dedicate to loved ones,
And to those that we hold dear.

A day for friends to bond closer,
To realise how fast time can fly,
A day for one to reminisce
Over favourite times gone by.

A day to make new resolutions,
To start on a clean slate.
A time for us to bitch about life,
Only to blame it all on fate.

But most importantly, today's a day,
I hold tribute to all of you.
Without the support you've given me before,
I could never have pulled through.

So once again, i have to say,
Thanks to you significant few.
This time tonight, on New Year's Eve.
Guys, this day belongs to you.

Everybody say it with me: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Met up with hongy two nights ago. Hope you’re fly champ! I found familiarity in certain phrases u used, made me feel kinda nostalgic. The power of words.




Just beat her at hei bai peh. hence the contrast in disposition.

And somemore pictures from the night:






Crescent Bar sometime ago:


First time we met since she came! phoenix palace chinese restaurant




My much spoken about traditional and sober xmas. on the way to james':




Vintage Triumph GT4. its not an ex car, but i think its fuckin sweet














James' quaint lil' house. all GBP2mil worth of it:



Windsor:




Our xmas fireplace!


Yes, i did drink all of these myself. since i have been back. average of 4 bottles a week, excluding parties.




Was quite nervous about a certain something two nights ago, thank you jack n looness, from the bottom of my heart. Good to know I still have my friends back home.

And looness go book your ticket bloody hell.

Well my boys would be at some fly hotel room, and strangely enough I don’t think id be doing anything to usher in the new year. Probably juz stay at home with the two best things in my life – alcohol and cigarettes. Sorry jia. Haha.

For Kathy

And so I walk in the Valley of the shadow of Death. Tragedies plaguing my heavy heart like headless horsemen perched on blood stained saddles. The light of my incandescent love completely obscured by the impenetrable darkness. Bloodthirsty vultures riding the impregnable maudlin night, thirsty for gangrenous, infected flesh. Death bells ringing in my ears like tetanus amplified on a dog.

Wounded narcissi in full bloom, why won’t you fight with me? Ah, I see. Youre heavy heart is wont to give up. So I pick a cigarette out of my half depleted pack of Malboro Lights. The minature flame from my Dupont precipitated a fleeting moment of light, before being quickly smouldered out by the stale, sepulchral air. You used to walk beside me: we did everything together.

We’ve carpentered my mahogany coffin, with mother of pearl trimmings and platinum plated hinges and crystals adorning the panels. An activity so trite in literature but as derigeur as rigour mortis in human relationships of the tangible world. But that is the last thing we ever did, or will do, together. Or is it?

I wait patiently for a miracle from the pathetic heavens, for the long awaited angel to descend to my aid. But the past has been archived and i await my judgement.

It is amoral and devoid of integrity to give up on something so much has been invested in. The horror we feel in the wilful destruction of a human relationship reflects our shared inarticulate sense of the intrinsic important of each of these dimensions of investment. We are at the edge of Life, would you still not fight with me?

You still wouldn’t, you were taken away.

And I lay awake in my coffin, pending the time when Death would claim me as his own. I hope he arrives soon. Before Life resuscitates my will. Or you do. Whichever.

First up, congrats to ma main man Jack for finally getting your revenge – served cold. I know a great load has been lifted off your chest and im very happy for you. Just wished I had been there

Haha. Funny sialz. Where got people fighting one to one that time say “eh dun punch my solar plexus la. Can die wan noe??” Wahahahahah. So funny.

Im up to my neck in applications and they are really irritating me. Having said that I know I aint working as hard or doing as much research as the others who are applying and I do feel bad. Sigh. I need some motivation.

Hongy’s due to arrive here soon I think. I wonder if she’d call.

Thank you baby for taking such good care of me while I toil on my applications.

Warning: a giant photo update

hello ladies and gents, i know i havent been updating alot, and here is a snipshot of my mundane life. oh, and i didnt get columbia. fuck.

so, back to the fun part.
note:captions are above the picture

MOS - first actual clubbing outing for sometime! i was the pimp - one guy and four girls. which isnt exactly great. but yea. i was doing splits all over the dance floor and everyone was staring at me. even the bouncer asked people to look at me. i like to say i was the center of attraction, but the others reckon the bouncer was beckoning people to look and laugh at this drunk bastard =(

Jiejie and baby. i like this shot alot


Four chiobus. jiejie is high, as you can tell. all of us were actually, but she was the worst.


see what i mean?!


again, proving my point.


incidentally, on the way back, this guy chatted up lauren and lauren told him to go away, whereupon he smacked her ass. wtf. so lauren being the hiong and admirable girl slapped him! woot. THEN HE SLAPPED HER. make me dulanz manz. when i found out i quickly went and pushed him and slapped him, till people broke us up. motherfucker. where got guy beat girl wan.

next topic:

Pre-MOS drinks. this is the journey that led jiejie to be so high that she was prevented from entering the club till she had sobered up. so we stood outside for like 15,maybe 20mins in the blistering cold, with a bottle of water from the bouncer just for her to muster enough resolve to act sober for 3mins (till we passed the bouncers)


she's getting there. baby's red too!


Lauren so pretty hor?


i look lyk i have a chest here la! kingkong.


i dont know when this was taken. not the same night i dont think =/


baby in the changing room! e dress so sexy on her hor?
but of course i wouldnt allow her to buy la


impromtu clubbing at some crap club, which played EURODANCE!! but awhile only. that made the whole night better

from left: brian, jiejie, liling, i




me trying to do that travolta liquid-hand motion. or whatever you call it


trafalgar square!!


house xmas secret santa dinner and drinks!


the usual four (ok,3) chiobus!! private joke haha


this pic is weird no? baby looks like she has big breasts and jiejie looks skinny


i love my edhardy cap! so awesome!


both of us wearing our xmas hats! haha


jiejie hitting on lauren... blehz


james and i decided to have a one on one. he was pissing me off la.

wahpow! shit. im losing


and yan the man goes on the attack


strike two!


lauren, being the protective gf, jumps in to save the day


james taking advantage of the ouside interference. fucker


back away. regroup and resume attack stance


the girls, sensing the opportunity, broke up the fight. cuz we all love james and dont want him to be pummeled. hahha

before going out for dinner wit jiejie at Beach Blanket Babylon. apparently the place with the most unique ambience in central london. its like a sleeping-beauty castle theme. quite nice.
baby stol my dolce cap again!


both of em are sooo pretty. im so lucky.


i look big again. duno why. weird.


this is the path that leads us from the bar to the dining area. its a spiral staircase thing. this is the entrance. so cool rite? as if we're in some tourist cabe or something.




this is the entrance. it is last 'cuz we only took it when we left haha.

overall, not a bad experience for novelty, but the food was lacking.

reminder: captions are above the photo

welcoming our new flatmate dawn!! she seems pretty cool, though she has a glasgow accent which im still trying to understand. went to lauren's for pizza night!




that's all folks!