Sunday, March 19, 2006

WHEN MY BRAIN IS DEAD.

Chill at CosyBay. Long chats. Lasting more than 5 hrs.

More Heineken and fags. Yummilicious Cosy Wings. I need honey water.

Called. Desperately needed to talk. Too noisy, I cant hear you.

Mind blank. Walking zombie. Brain dead.

Feet dragging to work. Contact lenses torn. Blinded thru' out.

Dreamy. Lethargic. No mood to serve.

Escape for a fag. Freshen up a lil'. Continue slacking.

Unable to continue. Needed coffee. Escape again.

Pierre Png. Andrea De Cruz. Stars appearing at IHub.

Time's up. Ready to fly. Felt more energetic.

Shagged. Shagged. Shagged.

Work. Work. Work.

Moolahs. Moolahs. Moolahs.

Time to sleep.


TIME: 0106 HRS.

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