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Wednesday, February 18, 2009


Joe





meets XM and me!


Earthquake~!





XM: walau where's my cookie and cream...
Joe: Damn it which one should I eat first?!



Err.. who still want to eat?




Joe: Jialat kana caught reading Women's Weekly.. especially when I'm at the page of the 5 pleasure points!


Omg need some hot coffee.





I quite like this picture! But it's also kinda weird.. 1 person on each of my shoulder -.-"


:D




Joe's soon-to-be-wasted Hot Chocolate.


studying


still studying


See! This is Joe's already-wasted Hot Chocolate! He damn blur aiyo.
Took the tissue paper, used it then dump it into the cup.
I was like eh you drink finish le meh?
Then he oh no...
-_-"



Starbucks knocks you out.



*****





I lead so many lives that I think I'm only trying to fool myself