Its worth to be an 18.

I take my words back. It was a splendid evening except all the ganks and nipple raping. This is probably my first to see such many black and blue all over.

It definitely spectacular to be on the legal side. A couple of days back, I was filled with anxiety and dissatisfaction. Nothing beats to have a neaty reunion with everyone. I always love birthdays. It always bring people together. Sit down talk, eat and laugh. Yeah man.

The first surprise was my sis and bro in law’s visit in the morning. Never had I have such a long conversation with sis ever since she moved out. To learn her days as a student, it was truly a bonus.

Swimming with the little kids in the baby pool made me reminisce myself as a boy. Growing up is painful, sometimes.

Legalization Day

I’m finally part of the legal club. That means YES to drugs, cigarettes, drinks, clubs, pubs, car and sex!

Maybe this wasn’t an excitement afterall. At least not as close as last year’s. (17th)

It was better than I thought.

the small little talk and walk, the fine dining session and the breezy park walk. cam whoring with a cake with no other special people.

this is it. my day.

i don’t think i will sleep early, just to retain the freshest memories of the evening.

once again i need more repetitions of this. please.

Good travel are pleasures at heart.

i had the best two weeks of my holidays ever. i immersed myself with jaunts to like hcjc and jurong bird park.

oh i even joined the mizuno race with alvin! thankfully i survived.

at hwjc!

at jurong bird park!

after the run

gotta go flip some notes. ciao.

avery merry, screaming, laughing and fighting time.

8 men

8 boys wrestled in a tiny pool, fighting for that extra inch of bubbling space.

Scratches and bruises are rewards we bring home for the day.

Oh and fractures come as a bonus too.