chill~ o u t .




It was on impulse. Mine, that is.
Induced by those monthly mood swings women face.
I'm quite sensitive to it. Cuz that's when i have a choice.
Do something to make myself feel better, or to continue dwelling in it.


My choice:
Went to Indochine with the two below.
(take 1)

"Eh... zz, look at the camera leh."


(take 2)

"Yah... I know... that's chili sauce... so?"




Big eyes. Thick lips. Caught totally unaware.
Zz started taking loads of photos of ME.


(specimen A)

So i took a photo of him too, as evidence.



"Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die."

My usual. Sex on the beach.
Bartender mixed in more alcohol that night.



Junyao's. Some pineapple cocktail i can't remember its name.
And it is OUT-OF-FOCUS. *shrugs*



Zz's Banana Dream.
His face cringed every time he took a sip.
Wasn't exactly a dream for him.



Wedges, lor.


Sitting around, drinking, chatting, eating
Laughing, listening to live bands, taking photos...
The ideal pace of life. Momentary escapism.


More photos...

Looks scary aye.



Zz looks like he's smoking, or getting high.



HAHAHHA. no comments. =X



Zz's obsessed with the lamp post behind me.






that's all.
hungry~.