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What's the Time Mr. Wolf n0ob?
(updated)

These people are the love. (picture from smoot's blog.)

Muncake Party fun FUN fUn! (: Thanks to Smoot Tanneh and the fantastic company! Couldn't have asked for a better celebration of ermm kiddy youth and bomb bags! Lots of bomb bags.

I liked the massive burning of the lanterns and magnesium from the sparklers. Anything but my beautiful red lantern though. The quiet flicker of the candle within, dying slowly until its quiet extinguished death.. Symbolic man.

I think the most surreal moment was when everyone was writing out their crushes' names with the sparklers. My fault really, I don't know who taught me to do that, but I've written those names religiously since my first sparkler. Never worked, but oh well.

Then, pudi asked me if I wanted him to write the name for me. Both of them slowly scrawled the lighted flame across the inked blackness of night. And I just stared in complete astonishment, and utter disbelief really.

Try keeping a poker face as the lighted writing before you is seered into your mind. It was unbelievable. :o

[edit] I wasn't stressed or anything lah, it was just a majorly oh-my-goodness-crapzoids am-i-so-obvious thing. After the party at the mrt the boiz were super nice about it. (:
and this post is just me pasting nice lyrics around, not meant to be emoed.
For the real fun, please refer to smoot's blog ;) (lazy)
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There's a danger in loving somebody too much



I don't quite know how to say what I feel


Ah well. There was another :o moment. When the d0od KY started strumming his guitar and singing his emo songs, and dedicating it to the angsty emo people who don't have the guts to try. It was like a quiet rebuke against the mind's rationality. Heart over mind. I think smoot and tanneh totally felt that. It was majorly punch-in-guts spot on. (:


and its sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.


What a great party.

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