Slowly, slowly, learning, learning, process, process… Getting there quite surely, indeed. ♦

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Shawn, Kiv, B, myself.
Saturday 2nd July 2011, The Oxford Art Factory. 

It was a Cape. But Poncho sounded better.

Protected: Felt good, cut me hard.

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Rooftop dinner party for IVEN’s birthday
 9/04/2011 


Shawn, Celine, Kiv


Moo-ey, Shawn

Celine, Kiv, Iven

Rhonda, Javen, Moo-ey

Kiv, Iven

Kiv

Desert

Shawn-ski

Skivvy

Jave

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Kevin Loo
10/04/2011 


Kevin, Dino, Storm-Watch

Shoot

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Presence Conference 2011

12/04/2011



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“It felt as if I was in some Disney princess movie; all these inanimate objects suddenly bursting to life around me. Spinning gears spinning! Progress bars progressing! Green lights flashing!” #3WeeksWithoutTheInternet

Woah. Don’t know what to say.

Taking a forced break. the Internet has left our home. 3G in our area isn’t the fastest, and data is running low. Brain capacity has seemingly fallen a few more notches. Shouldn’t be too much longer.

Finally got caught.

I was walking down Reservoir St with my Robocog coffee minding my own business when I hear “What’s that?!!” shouted from across the street.

I turn, I see Matt behind the counter at his coffee machine in Bang Bang Cafe pointing at the cup in my hand.

I froze staring him in the eye……… then bolted, shouting back “It’s not what you think!”

(I’ll have to face him eventually…….. Or-ah, perhaps I can just starve… yea, I can be quite good at starving when the situation calls for it.)

I’m
tired.

That moment where you’re watching television alone, laugh at something, then suddenly get overwhelmed by a sense of incredible loneliness when you realize there’s no one there to share that moment with.

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