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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

my heads burning as things do when they are on fire. its hard finding metaphors right now. at least ive been given 3 days leave from my shithole in tekong. theres some virus going around and dozens of people have already got it. fever is up to 39.2 which means its almost good enough to make toast on. well not quite but close maybe.

so i thought maybe i'd go into friendster and look at some hot babes to cheer myself up. turns out i clicked on a random bulletin message and i got one of these.

"Sorry, but because u opened this you will die in 3
days. sorry. the only way you can reverse this is
by reposting it within 5 minutes. good luck

By opening this chainmail u have been given bad
luck for 2 months. If u repost this message then
the bad luck will turn good."

so i guess i'll die in 3 days, most likely of high fever or maybe an overdose of sprite. and my corpe will suffer from another 2 months bad luck, which means my family probably wont be able to afford a coffin or it will be sold to medical research where i shall be cut up for experiments which are normally conducted on lab rats. now would you rather die in 3 days or would you repost it and be a total bastard to the next person. i mean freakin hell how selfish! daaaym..


now enjoy this clip. and laugh ur freakin arse off...

James Barr at 7:30 AM

your lipstick, his collar

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting i am james, you are stranger.. lets make love. 13/f/sg millionsopeaches@hotmail

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half empty or half full,

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