the revolutionary

60s';

jean shrimpton by david bailey.

mary quant.

twiggy.

dudley  moore & jean shrimpton.

of course, of course, of course...

andy warhol.

world, brace yourselves.

at 3:17pm today, the little gem finally popped

outta my sister.

weighing in at 3kg with a whole

head of hair, little darius

was born after more than 12 hours of

excruciating pain.

and for the record, i`m an

UNKLE UNCLE.

a sight for sore

eyes.

showcase was awesome.

and i passed. diploma, diploma,

diploma.

its a hairy

issue.

"not-so-awesome,
foursome."

went to the ed banger
event at
zouk on saturday.
it was a last minute plan.

the initial plan was
to drink the liquor we brought
in school but
silly me forgot to bring the cable
for my portable speakers. let alone
my camera.

so we went to
mustafa to find adriel a pair
of shoes first since he was
wearing slippers.








the night ended well, not
what i expected.
but i shall not talk about it
since its already
over.

and i`m so proud of myself. being the
weakest alcoholic there, i
managed to survive
the night without feeling a
tinge of overdose (:

oh and credits to piu for the photos!