Won Ton Noddles with Bok Choy on Amoy Street

It's been perilous and dearing endevour coming across the globe to reach out for modelling. My journey has been fulfilling, not in what I first thought it would be. But I ransacked my soul and purged my limbs on this trip. I realized that it's alright you know. From Orchard Road to Sentosa Island, from Upper East Coast road to Marina Bay, Singapore was weird. But then again so am I.

Roskilde memories -04

I woke up, stood up, to drunk I fell to the ground, tumbling around, waiting to be lost and found. And Kitty-Kat was playing with a fire stick, while aussie Phil was reciting some random flick.
Caroline was wound up on dirty speed, screaming to some faceless chum to tend her need.
And little Stephanie was passing out as Steven roared a primal shout to Sean what the American dream was all about.
Some guys had a pond with a golden fish they'd bought last night.
And a heavy guy was trying to pick a fight with Andy who was blazed alight by som skunk he stole backstage, while Chris was making out with some Dead Kennedy punk.
I asked a brown eyed girl for a kiss, flunked out when i fell over and missed. By now i was way to pissed, so I sat in the mud, felt like dud and was about to blow. When Charlie grabbed my arm and dragged me to the show. Iggy Pop was the worlds forgotten boy when we danced in the rain. In those summer days everything was insane.

Confessions of a Vampire (survivor)

Ignore these heinous vibes man!
It had been a ruff day in the stinking forsaken city of Singapore, and some newfound friends had offered yours truely a pleasant chemical get-away.

Looking into the mirror I estimated that I had about half an hour of conciousness and rational thinking left, so I tipped my hat at the image and said see you tomorrow.

Ahh blessed angel child you! We're aligned on a different reality you and me. How could I ever be mad at you? And look at him! He's our rockstar God. All the children are happy now. We worship our chemical chewing gum God.
Haha is he talking with the kettel? Oh sweet Jesus he's flying high man!

It was around this time that things started to get out of hand. My big time nemesys was concoting a diabolic scheme in my head.

First of all Singapore is not a good city for taking hallucigenic drugs. As paranoia settles along with the rest of the experience, every knock on the door startles you into thinking that the Pigs are there to throw your ass in prison.

Looking over at Angel I saw big fangs growing out and blood sipping down her chin. And rockstar was chewing his lip looking at me as some hungry lion.

What the fuck is going on here?! The whole bunch is turning into fucking vampires. As yours truely started to get The Horrors, the rest of the room was laughing maniacly and growing fangs and cat eyes.

I need to get the fuck out of here!
-Someone pull back the curtain. I need sunlight!
-No! No fuckin' sunlight!
-You won't be able to leave here until nightfall.
-Haha!
-Haha!

By God I flee to the bathroom and stare at the frosted glas lightshow. Dolphines, whale sounds and ducks all shimmering with light calms me down slightly.

Then I hear the SMS ringtone and everything goes away. That's right I had texted Mocca Bearabout the whole vampire situation.

"Is Dr.Acula there? Haha!"

Holy bastard son of darkness, he's a vampire too! That son of a bitch set me up! I'm gonna cripple his ass for this! That is if I get out of here alive. My plan is to tell everyone that I'm gonna go and get some coffee.

-Ey guys, I'maa just gonna go and get some coffe right. Be back in no time.
I get to the lobby and realize I don't have any sunglases. God damn it, these pupils are diluted like saucers. Not safe yet, the Pigs might be outside, waiting for me...

-Uncle! Get me home!
I feel lucky to have escaped a vampire frenzy as I ride the blue cab home to the lush bussom of my small bed.

What did I learn? Don't do drugs in a country with deathpenalty on drugs. Specially not with people you don't know, because they migh turn out to be Vampires.