tom yam.

a stint with my cousins brings about many possibilities. fancy me and haiqal feasting on tom yam cup noodles at raffles place mrt station while waiting for sha-sha. they're probably one or two years younger and their slang is fucken foreign to me. i don't understand half the words they spit out. it's a heckuva pissy state, i tell you, with me being ridiculed. oh, and sha-sha is working and i'm not. mama's boy, man. mama's boy. i never work.

kaidick will be out for six weeks because of some growth in his stomach. get well soon, mate. we need you on the pitch.

i would really love to go for stephanie sun's concert. ;-)