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A young girl cries in my ear,
Her heart tries not to break
She holds her own,
But indecision makes her shake.
She's got so much left to give,
All her thoughts and all her dreams,
Reminding me how fast the time is passing by.
So sorry, this place is still under construction.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Scrawled 11:11 PM
Currently battling an endless flow of blood comming out of my gums. It started bleeding at the start of National Day Parade, maybe my body found it a sufficient tribute to bleed for the country. And blood is red too. Few hours after it it still bleeding and i have no idea what to do.
"BRING THE CLAMPS!" shouts a blood cell taking charge of the situation as haemoglobins gush all around him.
"Can't...Hold...on....." groans an unfortunate whiteblood cell as he is swept out of the gums by the plasma flowing about him. An immense tongue soon laps the poor cell up.
Elsewhere:
"We have a hull breech at uppergum-gap4, routing repair crew." a calm Neuron reports into his headset over the blaring klaxons.
"Intruder alert at uppergum-gap4, integrity loss traced to the mouth, sir!" another Neuron said to his superior neuron.
"We have to close the mouth, boarding parties en-route"
"Negative, too much pain comming from the breech, sir. I reccomend sending the nearest whitebloods to repel boarders, sir!"
"See to it neuron."
Back at the mouth.
A burly whiteblood cell (probably phaygocyte) snaps orders to his commands.
"Get in line washout, or rectums your next watch!
"you there fresh out of the marrow! find your squad and remember no eating friendlies"
The whiteblood cells get into formation, and the bacteria entering through the gums fall back. A line is drawn between the two forces, while platelets feverishly plaster themselves to the gap to form a seal.
"Formation will advance with determination and devour the bacteria line" The officer WBC shouted.
"You will never eat all of us fool!" snarled an ugly looking ecoli. "We'll claim this gum and finally the rest of your piteous city"
"Not if the Phucking Phierce Phagocytes (company name) have anything to say about it" All the WBCs chanted in unison.
"REDUCE THEM TO LYSED SEPTIC WASTE" Screamed the commanding bacteria.
OK. that was rather lame. But i think that is whats going on in my gums right now. Feels rather tender to touch. We'll see who wins the battle tomorrow aye?
If WBCs lose, i'll just have to call the dentist and maybe skip school.
My Washing machine broke down, had to go buy socks and other misc. products from robinsons today. Robinsons are the best in making people buy more and more and more.
I bought 70 dollars worth of stuff at first, and the nice cashier lady told me of the national day offer. That if i were to spend 100 moolahs, i would be entitled to a 40 dollar voucher.
So being the cash-strapped and none-the-less greedy me. I quickly sized up what i knew about the offer, and took the bait.
After buying a nike polo i had spent a total of 130 dollars at Marks and Spencers. I wanted to call it a day after collecting the voucher. But wonderful Mr. Marks told me that i HAD to spend the voucher today. Of i went thinking "okay 40 bucks not hard to find." True enough i found another nike shirt which cost 39.90. i Thought "ok fine 10 cents, let them have it"
Went to the cashier and she broke the news "NO PARTIAL REDEMTION FOOL, WE DO NOT WISH TO RECEIVE A LETTER FROM YOUR LAWYER DEMANDING FOR OUR 10 CENTS. AND NOT TO MENTION THAT WE NEED YOU TO SPEND MORE MONEY BEFORE YOUR ALLOWED TO USE THAT PRECIOUS PEICE OF PAPER IN YOUR HANDS."
Fine, maybe she said it a little more nicely. I had to hike a total of 40 odd metres to the other side of the store and back to grab another pair of socks. I finally slumped down exhausted infront of the Cashier, barely having enough strength to sign the bill.
I signed : this is the last time i will sign any marks and spencer's bill.
I really signed that. Believe me.
More than just a picture
Yide
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Biotech Year 2