" Sweet Blood "

Blood is my friend. Without it my cells shrivel. Without it I die.

At night, alone with myself, I hear it rushing through arteries and veins, platelets tumbling in a soup of plasma and glucose through slick, twisty tubes, lining up to enter narrow capillaries, delivering oxygen and fuel, seeking idle insulin. It is a low-pitched sound: wind passing through woodlands.

I hear a higher pitched sound too: A demon dentist drilling, rising and fallin but never stopping. It is the sound of my thoughts.

Alone, at night, wit myself, the low sound and the high sound become music. If i lie perfectly still and quiet the concert seperates me from my body. Eyes closed, I float above myself, supported on a cloud of song.

and tha thing goes on. good stuff kann. heee. i like i like.

so yesterday was kinda fun. had flag dae. met up mai n phat. we were 30 mins late. but whu cares. thn ferst we had breakfast at banquet. after tht headed ta raffles. did a while. played quiet a whole lott. we love headin to raffles cause its like workin ppl n tha bout quay is lik sooo near n also tht hotel lahh. so fun fun.

afta collection n all, walk2 along bout quay. thn walk3 all tha way to esplanade. thn to suntec. thn backs at simei. suntec was jammed packed. n lyana came ta join us. thn we go jalan2. at ferst wanted to eat swensens, thn it cost like a bomb. thn headed to pizza hut. thought there were some offers or sumthn. but tough luck. thn lastly dcided to munch munch at banquet, [again!]

thn it was like tooo early. n i din wanna head to module classes. rang twigg up, he dint answer. rang rafie ups. he was like tooo happy yesterday. i wonder whyy. haaa. too happy. geee. nvm. hope hes not workin on mondae. =D

thn returned tht bag thingy. thn me mai n lyana wenta library. slacked ther till ard 1730. thn headed to popular. met aizat n tul. thn mai went offf. took tha train wit em. they accompany me till 292 came. thnks alot yea. but still, i dont get tha jokes made. o nvm.

thn wenta grannys. etcetcetc. talk3. blablabla. thn went off. got tha caching caching. hee.thn home sweet home.

was pretty tired lahh. com is creatin loads n loads of probs. sheeash. sick of it already. i want a neww com! pleaasse! haha

tht its lah. till ma nxyt entry! toodles!

And to HASLI, HAPPY 17th BURFDAE!! All tha best in ur lyfe! See u n ur gal ard sometime. =D