gratitude

phone got destroyed from being dropped too many times. observing a moment of silence to commemorate the joy of its conception, design and manufacture, and all the unforgettable moments that this phone has captured.
it will be remembered.

moving on, pics from now on will come in even less impressive quality than before. waiting for the SEK850i which boasts 5 megapixels and xenon flash.
woot it's coming!

did up the room. thanks to yim n law. it wouldn't have been possible without them. especially that stupid table. ok, gay moment over, time for pics.

it went from this:


to this:


had some unforgettable moments during the room-morphing period.


cut by glass


lazy fat cat


accident by scissors


had to use kiddie plasters cos they're the only ones i have. leftovers from previous relationship.

once again, thanks to yim for providing the logistics, the muscle(well, it's there.. inside... deep....), and the tactful placement of the printer. and thanks to law for the pure muscle.

speedtrapped

A couple of sunrises ago me n yim went to ikea tampines to get some furniture for my new office. while in transit, there came an old toyota some-old-model-that-we-couldn't-recognize that cut into our lane. the problem was after he did that, he slowed down for no apparent reason that we could see.

that pissed yim off. greatly.

down went the gears, and into the floor the gas pedal went.

we swerved and overtook the bastard from the left in no time, traveling at, maybe, 90? 100? in a van. then we saw right ahead of us a constable holding a speed camera device and aiming it in our general direction, and as we passed him he lowered the driver's bane and stared at us.

oh well.

the color drained from yim's face. then he started swearing like there was no tomoro. i knew nothing could pacify him, cos if i were in his shoes, i'd be right bloody pissed too. so i just sat there and listened to his colorful vocab.

one thing to note, though. if u wan yim to drive safely n slowly, THE ONLY WAY is for him to realize that he's on candid camera. the effect lasts only for the first five minutes though. or one kilometer, whichever comes first.

after the safe-driving-syndrome wears off, though, u wouldn't wanna be in the same vehicle as him. cos that's when it's ur turn to have the color drained from ur face. he drove like a bloody madman when we reached the ikea carpark. it was so hiong that the crap from the overhead compartment rained down on him. we had a moment of laughter there.

no pictures for this entry. g-force... too strong.... couldn't.... lift.... hand......