Rather liking how one smells right now. Actually, it’s more of the shampoo then me, heh. I love love love any fragrance or scent that totally envelopes your senses, by and by conjuring up emotions and sighs of pure bliss.

So every time anyone of you had had a hair wash, quickly drop by my place ya.

Anyways,

Fireworks observation and gawking at Ikano, and one’s take on it? Well, quite boring ler made blatant by the previous double session of Singapore’s own display of similar light ferocity which differed in the sense that it was multitudally grander.

Amusing though was how the aftershock rumbles of this morning’s fireworks which sounded like as if the explosions had a round of helium sniffing. It was not KABOOM-BOOM-BOOM!!!! But rather reduced to the likeness of as such artifacts, “piu… piu… piu!”

-piu-

Further amusements came from the fact that the smallest radial explosions gave the loudest he-she-they bangs.

-piu?-