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I think i’ve gotten enough of such already. Ascending then plummeting to the very bottoms. I’m sick of this continual vomit that leaves a pungent & bitter aftermath. I hate this whirlpool of emotions & irritation. I am tired from ‘this prison where everyone are my enemies’.

Makeup is smudged, my head has tilted.
I want to hear no more, &don’t you dare ask me why.

What on the Good earth, I hurt my elbow today & it hurts so badly (bathing, changing, writing, living). Mother Earth save thy soul.

Here I leave you with some of the many.

love how my thighs evolute:O

(in my opinion)

As many years have passed, i’ve came to a decision that I would not ‘celebrate’ this Pagan festival called Halloween. Many people happily celebrating this festival as some PARTY or reason to have fun. They do not know what’s the purpose of this festival in the first place. (not to offend)
I won’t just be happily ignorant of this festival’s origin & deal with such un-earthly doings.

Talk to Me is definitely a great film. Thank god for such films, it’s been ages since i’ve seen quality, worth-your-bucks movies being screened in the cinema. White folks in the room waiting to hear some nigger jokes.
Anyway, I have terrible impulses & urges every few minutes.

I need a change, a Drastic Change
I’m made a mental list of what to do. Hooray.

I think I might be suffering from dehydration & hunger from yesterday (though I had none of these side effects yesterday).

Morning was spent at Siglap Starbucks with Kenken where I saw many VJ people, drank Venti Green Tea frapp, in attempt to study Chinese. All that I could stuff in my head was “yu yan”, “yu yan” (which means fable).

SUPPOSED to meet Aaron, Eugene & Zhengyi at the Airport to study Chinese but I ended up meeting them at Bedok & heading to The Cathay. Met up with Kelvin where Aaron, Kelvin & Zhengyi became the badminton-is-the-coolest-sport gang. There was no movie & my desire to watch HSM3 on Thursday instead left us wondering around the whole of Cathay until it stopped pouring. We seriously did alot of walking & went for rounds of shooting evil men in Time Crisis. I finally had my proper meal at Carls Junior, where I managed to finish my burger myself.

Throughout the day, we had this poke your cheek thing. Hopefully Aarons don’t pop out on our faces, hahaha.

Unluckily, I was ’spun’ to do a dare & I had to ask a staff there where was the place I could refill my drink. Oh, along with this, I had to show the staff a small cup with 6straws in it.

The day ended at Kelvin’s ‘home’ where they jammed & played John Mayer songs that made me go woozy & sleepy.

I feel tremendously guilty of reaching home at such a semi-unearthly hour.

I’m left musing & pondering, so much, that my hands are itchy & in my brain, threads of thoughts hang around.
So i’m probably doing this again but now with something different.
Comment & tell me how you think of me & I, in return, will do the same in the form of a poem.

The waters in which we found ourselves swimming, were precisely as lovely as those we had earlier only imagined. But if time had made concessions for love, it made none for death.

Tremendously painful & horrible but thankfully there is today.
Treadmills are inaccurate not nonetheless, I am pretty satisfied with my long run.
Dim sum galore, of which the best was the shark fin soup dumpling thing. Not your normal day shark-fin-soup you get at a typical restaurant. Don’t get me wrong, I find animal abuse evil. But yeah, I drank the soup.

May Heroes load quickly because i’m addicted to it. I have to dirty my hands with Chinese soon.

Flutters in the wind
Following the gusts wind brings.
My hair’s in a mess but I don’t care.
I see the sea & you beside.