Happy one year my darling Timmy.

i love you =)

if i ever scream, "lets go to OCH!!" at 3am in the morning again, then im around a 7 on a scale of 1-10 in the context of being high.



so the chalet was pretty good. booze+crazy people is always a winning combination.


anyway it felt good doing something other than work and staying at home. it really helped to break the monotony of the whole holiday cycle.

work sleep work sleep work sleep.

and the occasional crash-timmy's-place, thought that never gets old.


i want to say something about how friends and getting together is nice etc etc (which it is) but im still pretty damn blur so i'll just stop here.


quote of yesterday: im too sober!

pictures of the FMS alumni homecoming yesterday night.




Ying doing stuff to the vines for our booth.



this is the definition of an oxymoron.



and i start my artsy nonsense. if you can even call it artsy, that is.



drops of silver.



Stila products.



Lo and behold, my own name card.



silver greens.



live for the shadows.



reflections.



drums.



water bottles with our 'company's' name.



our booth.



getting slightly bored.



Ying and her glasses.



again.



half a Vera.



grin.



CLEMENT!!!



sia.



again.



damn cute please.



hur.



tired.



bored.



emokid. lol



yin/yang



macbook pros have the nicest texture



a flower for you



a Vera



honestly? i dont know what we were doing either.



okok CAMWHORE.



texture.


work in about 3 1/2 hours time.




im still falling for you.