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Saturday, August 04, 2007, 1:09 am
Exactly right at this moment, on this seat..

i seriously feel like plucking out this nose of mine, and wash it thoroughly with dettol so that it'll be mucus-and-pathogens-free. Afterwhich, I'll sterilise it and safely place it where it belongs.

i've been rubbing my nose till it has turned red like this pair of boxers i'm wearing. plus, i sniffed too much which made it much more harder to breathe through the nostrils. i'm coughing so hard like the nyonya living on the ninth floor in this block. i can hear those phlegms stuck at the back of my throat, berating, cursing and passing me crude remarks for falling ill for the fouth time this year, and the second time in a month.

i paid a visit to the family doctor on wednesday night. sadly, the medications prescribed to me aren't working their spells. sort of backfired, aye?



i need my dosage of warmth, big huge cuddly hugs, pecks on cheeks, lots of love (and not forgetting raidah's must-haves this week: packets of tissues) right now.

right this second, i can't sit still and i've been jumping like popcorns. i can't wait for later to happen!

you can release yourself in this realm of neverending perennial pertubing unanswered questions and pretence. who needs you, anyway? i'm purely disgusted.