get crunked

omfg. the best thing i coul'dve gotten this week was a flooded tagboard *whistles* its strangely reassuring, in a way. THANK YOU you lot :D much love.

diana: i love the ''daa" touch..that's the way daa! ;)

Fatin: back atcha santa!

Jaga: i've been around, no worries mate! and its been quite a while since we last spoke, no? this will not do!

g: you know the answer to that one *wink* and yes, i would've named it pfft, but i'd named something else that already teehee

mr wannabe teacher: what anon name will you come up with next?! as for chelsea propaganda..i try ;) and bloody traitor gallas!! *shakes fist!!*

kel: chickadee! thats a new one *grin* THANK YOU for stars and boulevards I HEART YOU for putting that up just for me!

afreen: ohhh ya hor! didn't think of that! now even more incentive to bring one home nyehehe :D

alright,thats the tags done. now let's get down to some long overdue pikchaas.















now this is what i promised to put up ages ago(you see kel, we all procrastinate!). THE poster at the cuban poster exhibit at the cathay..one of the more prominent ones that stuck in our heads (and where kel had to block me from the security guard's view while i snapped this one sneakily haha) noughts and crosses. peace signs and swastikas. what.an.image.

















the neeon sistaz. from L-R: fuschia aud(rey), tangerine nic(ole) and grape anj(ali)















pulsating strobe lights. but at the URA..haha. you thought wad? i can't rmb what exactly the illumnated graphs represented, but i remember shoba telling me that she and her mates had spent the last 10 mins pressing the buttons which controlled the height of the bars., so that most of them were at the max level haha cheap thrills! i oso happy happy went to press the buttons until i got bored :P
















shoe shopping. but not for these pair of gill-y shoes, no. these just look freaky man! (and i hope you got rave reviews for your retro pew-mahs mr.youknowwhoyouare)

















it has been a long time wish of mine to revisit my days of french-braided hair (throughout primary 1 & 2, i used to go to school with a french braid every single damn day..my "domestic helper" used to help me do it) and we had a slaaaaack no-teacher pw session in one of the rooms in the library and wanlin my love offered to do it for me since we weren't in the mood to do anything productive haha..plus, my hair's too long for my own good and i needed some variation from that boring ole ponytail of mine.

ok that's all for the randomness this week. and thank you for tagging