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Sunday, August 31, 2008

It was a rush, what a rush.
Friday,
Happy birthday to my darling Rina! Happy birthday to Priscilla too!
Dad drove, specialist clinic C to get the results of my scan, i was on a positive mindset. To my surprise, strongly suggested with no other alternatives, to take a biopsy. My jaw literally dropped and after seconds, i plucked up the courage to ask further about the pain and side effects. If it was merely just a normal needle it shouldn't pose much as a problem to meet, but that needle after local anesthesia is fucking big.
Work.
Gloria Jeans' mint chocolate bomb.

Saturday,
Work.
Lunch at Ajisen with Priscilla and Eric, sumptuous and filling. A sudden downpour of rain, stuck in the mall. A dress for Priscilla's birthday, cost me quite a bomb, for the fact that i don't splurge that much on piece of cloth, but sometimes, splurging once in awhile should do fine. After all, it isn't on me so i don't really feel the pinch.
Chill out at cineleisure and then by the internal fountain of suntec.

Sunday,
Zonked out till 4pm or so. Lunch and dinner together, i'm bloated now. The new shower curtains are so nice! Blue and gives the bathroom a very nice bathing experience. I need some fresh air later. Let me enjoy my last night before i face my fears tomorrow morning, i'll also have to be warded in after that.

Faded pictures on the wall, it's like they talking to me. I gotta get out or figure this shit out, it's too close for comfort. A disease of the mind, it can control you, i feel like a monster.
Throw on your break lights, we're in a city of wonder, ain't gonna play nice, better think twice.
Your train of thought will be altered so if you must falter, be wise. Release me from this curse i'm in, trying to maintain but i'm struggling.
My mind is in disturbia.