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What the HAELL?

This was funny at first glance. But when you REALLY think about it... NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! Mamma mia let me go!

Our Ah Lian pictures. Took this months ago.. WE TRIED.

When we see Yippies

"I'm dating Jack Daniels and Calebs with Miss Niki Tine. Nachos with cocoa. Hey, to each his own."
Btw, i had to set this pic to full brightness and low contrast just so we can see Lamont's face. Uhm, and "barely there-rick" is the one behind Jack. I admit i rip off!

I realise magnets are so much fun when you're bored..

Haha.. F&G, this way! Haha oh man..

Listerine... =)

I just noticed Taina's giving the Up Yours sign. Up whose, baby? Elise reminds me of Kenny - mouthless.

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Sylvia
19
October 11 1989
Am an endangered breed - IndoChine. (well, not really. We get around.)
Fav Artists: Regina Spektor, Cold War Kids, The Strokes, Damien Rice, The Shins, The Dresden Dolls, The Early November
Fav Movies: Crash, The Notebook, Running With Scissors, High Fidelity, The Dark Knight, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist
Fav Books: Tuesdays With Morrie, 19 Minutes, The Catcher In The Rye, The Picture Of Dorian Gray

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

6:57 PM

Oh Fuck this.
I'm not an addict, I'm sure.
But all i keep thinking about boils down to two things:
Sex and booze.
I keep dreaming up these relationships with people.
And the fucked up thing?
They end with me cheating on whoever I'm with.
Even more fucked up?
It's always torrid and dark. And I like that. I get high on that.
I want to get wasted (Where the alcohol comes in..)
So I wouldn't think of all these things. For a while.
Or I wouldn't care that I have these desires.
I don't think I even want all these things.
I really just have the urge to fuck up my life and not care.
Just let it be fucked.
Just for a little while.
But I know I can't.
I can't afford to be a wreck
Even though the thought of it is so
Overwhelmingly compelling.
So I've taken up running.
It stops me from wanting to kill my life - figuratively.
Sometimes it makes me feel better
And I suppose I'll lose weight too.
I also need to keep myself busy.
I've been calling up some people
So I'll be busy most of the week
Which means I'll probably be okay this week.

That's all.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

10:45 PM

The Hipster Mom

Dear blog, it is not to be believed. My mother is a hipster.
I discovered this sad fact when we went out today.
Blog, she spoke of Twilight, of Facebook and of Shisha.
And..

We went to friggin Arab Street! Fucking Haji Lane! (What in the name of Emily Haines, right?)
Well she refused to shisha but she sucked on Tulang - that fucking awful bone marrow thing. I don't know if that makes her more hardcore or just disgusting. =/.

Then she stopped in front of a shop selling baskets and boxes.
"You should bring your grandfather here, he'd like it."
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....WTF
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

This is my grandfather, btw. The one in the middle.

Like. Part. of. the. fucking. mob. sia.

Three generations of hipsters.
Arlowepicfail, I think i win.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

6:36 PM

Last Saturday..

Yes.

More when I feel like writing.