"So what? I'm a rockstar. I've got my rock moves and I don't need you..."

BIENNALE 2008.

Atiqa and Ahlian, I take back what I said about it being so-so. 

I was going through the photos I took today and it refreshed my memory about the exhibit.

I want to say that IT'S EFFING AWESOME!

What I told you must be affected by hunger, I think.

I like the location. Minus the damn heat.

I was geared with winter wear cause I thought it was gonna be a rainy day.

I felt so cheated.

Basked in the excitement of the F1 racing.

To my own disappointment, I wasn't too excited. Like you barely see the cars for a minute when they zip by and that was it. I didn't feel the kick.

I'd rather play Need for Speed with my brother on the xbox.

Oh, the union between Farid and Luq = Perverted conversations. ( half the time, I don't understand OR take a million years to get it.)

Rest of the pictures are on my multiply.

I really don't think my photography is improving much. In fact, I think it's getting worse!

I'm in a fucking pissed mood thanks to my room mate.

At times like this, I wish I was in Dubai.

Wow. I found a solution to convince myself to go there and not come back.

I shall go in a state of anger and regret later.

I should get her to irritate the shit out of me.

Honestly, there are plenty of reasons why I ought to leave here.

I don't feel like I belong here anymore.I believe that in the lives of most of the people I know, I'm just a person who came and went.

Trust me, if I do go over, people will forget me entirely. Cause as it is right now and here, people ARE already forgetting my existence.

 To think I said that I have a better control over my emotions.

I wanna turn in now, I have to rack brains to think of what I'm to do with the right foot of a PURPLE croc.

I can't friggin download the entry form either.ROARS~

kbye.