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Thursday, April 22, 2004

6 hours of sleep in 2 days.. yeah the holidays are here!! Hectic day.. Indian High Comm (twice), Travel Agency, orchard.. the ankle still holding up - excellent!! Everythings prepared for the trip home now.. Think the parents are gonna be in a state of shock seeing me in my fat glory.. hop ethey dont think iam still a good kid and all that - tired of teh good kid charade.. but think they know that already..

Seriously speaking - the Nicoll Highway incident went largely quiet.. didn't create the kind of uproar I expected - good and bad I guess. Good because then it doesn't bog people down too much and the country is not in the doldrums of gloom.. Bad because lessons need to be learnt and what we had here had the potential for epic repercussions.. it could have been a complete catastrophe - at least my alarmist, panaroid, feeble intellect seems to perceive so... makes one wonder too.. would it have been different if the people died had belonged to the upper economic echelons?? Very callous thinking - the possibility is frightening.. one life should never be more important than the other.. right? God meant it that way - did He not?

Anyway enough of serious shit.. yeah must mention noble things.. did NOT drink or get high the past 2 nights - only a couple of cans - that is amazing really!! Actually turned down an opportunity to have beer just tonight... Oh yeah, K and L leaving for Australia soon - dammit all the NTU gang leaving for somewhere or the other.. gonna be friendless.. ha ha

Ok - bad shit - gonna go get some sleep.. and pack the room.. mammothian task indeed

Read this one - me trying softporn.. look beyond the words and find the humour ;)

Sex
they turn the lights off hit the bed
she goes down on him gives him head
he wants to do it get out fast
knows he is not made to last
goes about it like a power slam
wham bham thank you ma'am
she tho likes it slow and easy
handcuffs and whips make her queasy
and just for his ego's sake
an orgasm she does fake
she writhes and moans
scratches and groans
not now not now she goads
but in a final frenzy he explodes
he gets up goes off to the bathroom
she lies in bed engulfed in gloom
high and dry hes gone and left her
damn she thinks - my husbands better



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