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Sunday, September 17, 2006

he tossed and turned in bed, you could tell he felt terribly uncomfortable.
beads of sweat rolled down his face.
as if extremely annoyed, he violently kicked off his blanket.
hoping to ease his uncomfort, he curled his body into a ball.
his knees were brought up close to his chest.
his hands grasped his head tightly.
he opened his eyes and they began to bulge out.
the veins became apparent on his forehead,
you could see them pulsate with his every heartbeat.

finally, he jumped out of bed.
he approached the bathroom, hoping that washing his face would alleviate his headache,
but it was in vain.
he returned to his room and sat at his table.
his eyes scanned the surface of it and he seemed to be in search of something
while his thumbs frantically pressed hard against his temples.
as the pain grew, he replaced the thumbs with the palms of his hands.
he closed his eyes tightly as if his eyeballs would roll out once he opened them.
with his elbows on the table, he supported his head by clutching his hands tightly on his hair.

until he couldnt take it anymore.
his eyes opened wide and they landed on his swiss army knife.
he snatched it from the table and whipped out the blade.
and without thinking, he plunged it right into his temple.




alas, relief.

etched at 12:47 PM

Saturday, September 16, 2006

i just died again today cuz i drank too much.
shit, my alcohol tolerance is low as hell. lol.
anyways, went to drink today cuz it was the end of trial exams!
i threw up like 4 friggin times.
and was practically hugging the sink for about an hour an a half. i think.
my throat is fucking DRY. bleh.
it hurts to swallow.

and im gonna sleep now.
goonight. =)

etched at 2:41 AM

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

i just had my first cigarette like half an hour ago.
and it fucking sucks.
my mouth tastes like shit lah.
and i fricken stink.
ew. gross.
okay goodnight.

etched at 2:13 AM