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Tuesday, June 06, 2006

today, the date is rather "special". 6/06/06. and it is said that the number 666 is the number of the beast. the beast im referring to here is the Devil himself. following up to this date, is also the launch of a new movie worldwide, The Omen. i have no urge to watch this movie anyway.

i woke up the same pattern as yesterday. firstly, i'll wake up at 11am to piss, then i'll go back to bed and then waking up at 3pm later. the weather seems great today. cooling, from what i hear outside, the sound of raindrops, i predict that it is a relatively heavy rain outside. which adds on to the shiokness factor when sleeping back. and i remembered what i said yesterday, im staying in. i did the usual stuff, going online and browsing the usual blogs and sites, and before i knew it, it was 5pm already. so quick.

i showered and headed downstairs to the kopitiam. and from now on, i felt like a jinx. totally stricken with bad luck. i sat down for a while thinkign which stall i should eat from. after some time i chose to buy some set meal of Black Pepper beef + Rice + soup which costs like $6. the black pepper beef was tasty. but halfway throughout the meal, i was about to put this big spoonful of rice + blackpepper beef into my mouth and then one of my hands accidentally touched the burning hot plate and i dropped all the rice on the floor. it was fucking pain la. and damn embarassing. the rice im referring to is the one on the spoon which was like 0.5mm away from my mouth. and this didnt happen just ONCE, for about 3 or 4 times, until i gave up eating the rice already and just went for the soup. stupid plate > : (

thank god i have a small stomach and i was full after eating that seafood soup. my hands are all dirty and my running nose got worse. so i rushed to the nearest loo. then bought a drink of guava juice and went back home. what a nightmarish experience eating downstairs. it's 7pm already. one whole day gone in a flash. talking about my health condition today. sad to say, i dont seem to be healing. im getting worst. i didnt utter a single word today at all. just kept my mouth shut. my throat is hurting like crazy. im just gonna do wats necessary ASAP, my homework and go off the bed. it sucks being sick..

something she left in me remains imperfect.
my heart, proceeded to its banishment.
and the wounds i bear will not live in vain.
i stumbled when i saw your intention.
Purple Rose;
3:45 AM