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Sunday, June 21, 2009 at 8:36 PM
Today's Date: 22/06/09

Topic: Last night's Wedding Dinner.

I heard... I made quite a scene yesterday. After the wedding. I was trying my very best to control myself during the wedding dinner. Because they told me I was drunk. Drunk on red wine and beer. And that I finished the red wines my aunt the bride ordered that she had to get more. Maybe I was half drunk during the dinner. I don't know. But I was trying my best not to bust out laughing half way. I remembered going to the toilet countless of times banging into walls and stumbling and then sitting on the toilet floor in a corner laughing my head off, for no reason. But coming to the end I drank more. The photographer they hired was commenting on how well I could hold my liquor. Because I managed to stay still at the very last few photographs. I don't remember what I was saying... I don't. I fell dead drunk on my bed when I reached home. And this morning I had a huge hang over and fever. And the best part was, I can't remember what I said. Which makes of so much worse, and I don't know why!!! I should have drank more. I should have. I drank the most in the wedding. That's what I heard from them. And that I caused quite a scene leaving my momma to scream at me early in the morning. When I was awoken by a message. I don't want to go to details of what happened. It seems, that bad. Seems to me I have a lot of time to waste on the recent things I'm doing that seems meaningless...

As Promised,
Pictures...

Suan Fong and Suan Huim

Suan Fong and Me! (She's my final product and I'm her final product)

Everything is shiny...

I can see my brooch... Pretty.... And Shiny...

The first photo in the toilet. (With America's next top model, Suan Fong. HAHA) FINITO!

HEAVY DRESS.

Close to dozing off...

Main Family

Adorable Aunt

Took this when I'm drunk, See I can still stand, I'm not drunk yet.

SHE'S SO PRETTY


PRETTY!!!


I just noticed... When has the ring from my third finger jump to my fourth finger?!
(No, I'm Straight, Suan Fong was the glamorous girl in the family along with my momma and the magnificent bride and I was the informal "guy" along with Suan Huim The formal guy. And the skirt-ish girl Francine with classic plain girl dressy Dana. And purplelicious ladaye Suan Wei. )

CREDITS:
Karin Danna
Bobbi
Suan Fong
Kimberly
Aunt (Suan Fong's momma).
(For the assistance in clothes, accessories and location of items.)

Violet is over again, being the usual to come over, She's sleeping now, and my head hurts. And I'm still having a temperature... The wedding was okay, but trust me... Half of the time, I was thinking about you and I won't be surprised if I mentioned you in my stupor...

And lastly, Big brother... Everything is going to be fine... But I can't do anything for you, I'm so useless... And I'm sorry...

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 8:36 PM.


Sunday, June 21, 2009 at 8:36 PM
Today's Date: 22/06/09

Topic: Last night's Wedding Dinner.

I heard... I made quite a scene yesterday. After the wedding. I was trying my very best to control myself during the wedding dinner. Because they told me I was drunk. Drunk on red wine and beer. And that I finished the red wines my aunt the bride ordered that she had to get more. Maybe I was half drunk during the dinner. I don't know. But I was trying my best not to bust out laughing half way. I remembered going to the toilet countless of times banging into walls and stumbling and then sitting on the toilet floor in a corner laughing my head off, for no reason. But coming to the end I drank more. The photographer they hired was commenting on how well I could hold my liquor. Because I managed to stay still at the very last few photographs. I don't remember what I was saying... I don't. I fell dead drunk on my bed when I reached home. And this morning I had a huge hang over and fever. And the best part was, I can't remember what I said. Which makes of so much worse, and I don't know why!!! I should have drank more. I should have. I drank the most in the wedding. That's what I heard from them. And that I caused quite a scene leaving my momma to scream at me early in the morning. When I was awoken by a message. I don't want to go to details of what happened. It seems, that bad. Seems to me I have a lot of time to waste on the recent things I'm doing that seems meaningless...

As Promised,
Pictures...

Suan Fong and Suan Huim

Suan Fong and Me! (She's my final product and I'm her final product)

Everything is shiny...

I can see my brooch... Pretty.... And Shiny...

The first photo in the toilet. (With America's next top model, Suan Fong. HAHA) FINITO!

HEAVY DRESS.

Close to dozing off...

Main Family

Adorable Aunt

Took this when I'm drunk, See I can still stand, I'm not drunk yet.

SHE'S SO PRETTY


PRETTY!!!


I just noticed... When has the ring from my third finger jump to my fourth finger?!
(No, I'm Straight, Suan Fong was the glamorous girl in the family along with my momma and the magnificent bride and I was the informal "guy" along with Suan Huim The formal guy. And the skirt-ish girl Francine with classic plain girl dressy Dana. And purplelicious ladaye Suan Wei. )

CREDITS:
Karin Danna
Bobbi
Suan Fong
Kimberly
Aunt (Suan Fong's momma).
(For the assistance in clothes, accessories and location of items.)

Violet is over again, being the usual to come over, She's sleeping now, and my head hurts. And I'm still having a temperature... The wedding was okay, but trust me... Half of the time, I was thinking about you and I won't be surprised if I mentioned you in my stupor...

And lastly, Big brother... Everything is going to be fine... But I can't do anything for you, I'm so useless... And I'm sorry...

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 8:36 PM.


Directed By





Rainie
Love's Raphael Michael Kea.

OLD ENOUGH
Contemplating College
Badminton School Team



Momotone
The Scriptwriter.

OLD ENOUGH
College
Drama

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