it's about time i tell you guys a little about how life is treating me. i think i'm just a lucky fat bastard - i mean, who gets a pair of master control 360, a simple yet thoughtful gift (a single piece of singlet), a bag full of pezzzzzzzz, a ferocious looking marc ecko, a pair of birks, and 2 pieces of mono albums (which i probably wouldn't have bought because it each would have cost me a staggering 40 big dollars) all on an insignificant 19th birthday.? oh yes, not forgetting the pack of close fit and dunhill reds, the fhm magazine with our very own locally produced ong ai leng wishing me a very sexy birthday, and a birthday treat by 13 other future architects at our campus' pizza hut. i mean, look, 10 years down the road, i'll probably be stepping into one of those futuristic state building, nudge my friend on his hips and say, "so say, the architect who did this building bought me some pizza and garlic bread when i was young and 19." and then leave him in absolute admiration. this birthday couldn't get any better.!

you know how they like to lament on about the importance of having a good head start.? i mean, look, having your birthday fall on the first month annually plays a big part in dictating the rest of that particular year. this year could turn out to be one of the best, judging by the gifts and love i received. it's fucking proven.! look, i got a cap which reads out loud, 'WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS,' last year and look, i'm here with this hell of a goddess named ms lynette kwan ling ling, 6 months and counting.!

you know life is treating you like the king when you're excited about it, eager to learn what else is installed for you for the remaining 335 days. no joke brothers and sisters, i can't wait for tmrw.