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no rest for the wicked.
ABOOT

Yoko;
Yokoshy;
Yokokopops
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Generally intolerant and deathly allergic to stupidity. I tend to repeat myself, I tend to repeat myself, and I like food, clean shaven pits and interesting nail polish shades.

As usual, if IQ is below 10 :
DO NOT ENTER.

Network

Adnan ; Amos(anus); Collin; David; Derek; Desiree; Faris; Grace; Homan ; Issac; Joanna; Joe Lee ; Jolene ; Joseph; Lilin; Lydia; Peixin; Qinyi; Yvonne ; Ziying

FLICKR/Aranair;
FLICKR/Yokoshy;

ZOMGOODNESS!

.Cross my eyes and hope to die...{ Friday, December 21, 2007 }



Jingle bash yesterday was not as bad as I'd expected. A few awkward moments, but hey there was FOOD! Okay now I sound like a glutton.

Took a lot of pictures and took off to meet the boyfriend and caught National Treasure. It was pretty good, but it ended close to midnight. So I tricked the boyfriend into sending me home and staying over (yay).

The downside was, that when morning came, it was like trying to wake a stone.

"Honey, wake up!"

*grunts*

"OI WAKE UP I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR WORK!"

"Five minutes more okay?"

Sixty seconds tick by.

"OKAY FIVE MINUTES ALREADY WAKE UP!"

"Okay five more minutes."

*KICKS BOYFRIEND*

Seriously. The rise and fall of his chest is the only sign that he's not a corpse.

ZZZZ.

There really are a shitload of pictures with Zinc and Lyddiepoks but please don't go see them cuz I look hideous in them.

And I don't know what to blog about.

Picture post later.

I'm craving swedish meatballs right now, for some reason.

heh.