Flourescent Adolescent

So life goes by in a regular pattern, staccato fashion. Nothing in this town is fresh anymore, nothing in this town is fun anymore.
It all stinks of conditioned smoke in the morning light. We tried, tried to warn you. We went out with a fading prima's heart and matador's spirit to conquer the town like it was once ours (in postscript, it never was).
I threw my hands up and my towel down somewhere between the 12th and 13th. "I'm over this shit". And I am. So let's move on.

SAM'S BDAY TREAT, 8TH MAY:
NYDC and a talk later, we are waylaid by dessert. 1-for-1 after 10 at Minotti, Raffles City.




AMK CRAB LURVE, 12TH MAY:
We abandoned our town digs and headed fr the heartlands. Ppl told me that you had to wait 2 hrs fr crab. I didnt believe them, until we waited 2 hrs. It's all worth it though. Butter and Crab Beehoon Soup is recommended. Strongly.

Wendy

Gwen and Ivan

Janesh and Wendy

BITCH BOY! , 15TH MAY:

After so long, we're still comfortable in each other's company and our own skin. Kelvin, this is love. (I'll keep you, your dirty little secret ;])



FE FI FO FUM, 19TH MAY:
Soccer should be watched in a place like Brewerkz. Every angle in every direction there is a large plasma screen. But because Kenneth is such a charismatic individual, we happened t get the best view in the place.

Kenneth

Thambi Boy

Nick

Dat

Tower and Me