Huh? Huh? :(
3 more days...press on.
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30 May 2006
21 May 2006
Ding-Dang-Dong! Language proficiency short circuit
I of now, can only manage two miserable languages in mediocre standard. This is to say, I can't think straight in either language. Suppose I want to express in Chinese, I would inevitably end up with an English substitute and vice versa. Can this be called seamless integration of multiple language mediums or should I just admit that I'm a classic language mongrel?
Anyway, writing in bad chinese is fun. At least I can scribble something in Asian script, albeit, in less than satisfactory standard.
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06 May 2006
What I've been doing these days: eating fingers & drinking blood.
I realise I can't write/type for too long or my semi-numb fingers will grow even numb-er. It feels odd to be typing with 6 fingers now [to rest the 4 semi-numb fingers]. A great excuse for my usual embarrasingly s-l-o-w typing speed. Ever so regularly, I've to flex my fingers and rub the unconscious four. Sometimes I will bite them to test how resilient they are. Too bad I have gone past the age of getting my hands caned. They would have come in useful back then. -_-
Tasting blood because of swollen gums. When I suck deeply, the faint metallic taste of blood stain my taste buds. Once, for no reason I decided to lick my lips and sincerely, regretted it. Over the cracked lips, dried/fresh (I've no idea) blood lingered on the tip of my tongue. The first intellectual jolt was: I am not cut out for the eternal nightwalker profession!! How do vampires savor blood like gourmet food?!
Brushing teeth is a nightmare. I gave up looking at the mirror. I just scrub my teeth mechanically. The last time I looked at the mirror, I saw white foam laced with red fluid, in my mouth. My jaws dropped. From the next morning onwards, I stare at the sink. It's more bearable, that way. -_-
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02 May 2006
shoulda woulda coulda buy this!
I bought the most expensive magazine I ever had to date. A 16 dollars World Cup 2006 Souvenir Special mag. I tried to talk myself round with this warped logic -- the mag is a worthwhile investment with a net value of 4 dollars/year, a reasonable amount no less. But damn, I can't believe I've sold myself to the capitalistic business leeches. 16 dollars for a magazine?! I'm MAD.
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01 May 2006
The rain & the storm.
An ominous storm is brewing in the grey skies. I hurried my footsteps along the narrow sheltered walkway outside school. Great metallic creatures crawled cautiously on the slippery roads. The crowd at the bus-stop multiplied quickly, I shifted uncomfortably, balancing a killer 3-inch file precariously on my sore hands. Unknowingly, I drifted into a daze. Exactly how long did I maintain the awkward pose of grabbing my file tightly to my chest, I don't know. A shrill honk! jerked me to reality with the gravity of a free fall. I surveyed the road for the culprit. It was a flamboyant red fiat. An equally arrogant guy sat at the wheel. If he thought a honk would scare the homely honda under the protection of a provisional license plate on the adjacent lane into letting him cut queue, he's dreadfully mistaken. The sturdy honda snubbed the racy fiat silently by inching closer to the car before it. Ha! 1-0 to the plain Jane.
An hour later, I stepped out of a freezing shower. A streak of lightning pierced through the skies followed by a thunderous roar. A wave of tranquility swept over me. It was a soothing peace I've not felt for ages. On this extraordinarily peaceful day, I sprayed on a generous amount of Oceanus bodymist. Enveloped in this nostagic scent, for a moment, everything was alright. Nothing has changed in this frozen space of time.
I've stubbornly refused to wash my hands after spraying the bodymist. The sweet scent still hovers over my body but the magic spell it had cast was broken by the chilly wind.
This is 2006, may 1. The present. My present.
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