Written by: Ry
I've been exploring this site a bit lately, and have decided everyone seems like a nice bunch- thought it's about time I said hello. Ryan, 24, born in Singapore, but Brisbane Australia has been home to me for the past 3 years.
I love photography, playing the guitar (if one took a picture of me with my guitar, it looks like I'm playing it- does that count?), getting from point A to B on my trusty mountain bike, inline skating and hockey, occasionally rockclimbing, and just being in good company. I'd also like to add poiing to the list when I stop hitting myself senseless.
Irrelevantly, my two favourite words (I've got heaps if anyone's interested) are 'balletic' and 'dulcet'. 'Balletic', unfortunately, isn't a word I'd use to describe anything I can do, and 'dulcet' is a word I haven't dreamt of aspiring towards yet.
Enough for now, don't be strangers!![]()
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
nnngah
rock hopping, hop-scotching, pippy pocky stocking - Sureau - thanks Jen!
Ry: I can't hear you. I'm listening to The Spice Girls.
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
rock hopping, hop-scotching, pippy pocky stocking - Sureau - thanks Jen!
Ry: I can't hear you. I'm listening to The Spice Girls.
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
nnngah
nnngah
TAJ "boat mummy." VALURA "yes sweetie you went on a boat, was daddy there with you?" TAJ "no, but monkey on boat" VALURA "well then sweetie, Daddy WAS there with you"
nnngah
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
If we can`t live in peace then fu*k it, let`s die.
The owner of Chellybeans right arm!
Peace -Fyre-
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
rock hopping, hop-scotching, pippy pocky stocking - Sureau - thanks Jen!
Ry: I can't hear you. I'm listening to The Spice Girls.
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
rock hopping, hop-scotching, pippy pocky stocking - Sureau - thanks Jen!
Ry: I can't hear you. I'm listening to The Spice Girls.
nnngah
--pogo (pat) [forever and always]
rock hopping, hop-scotching, pippy pocky stocking - Sureau - thanks Jen!
Ry: I can't hear you. I'm listening to The Spice Girls.
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
there's nothing quite as fulfilling as a tasty airwrap
if you're full of sh!t, at least you're fertile
"we are all flowers growing in God's garden... and that is why he spreads the sh!t around" - David Byrne