hello everybody...

ah... prose seems so pleasant now after the horrors of last night doesn't it...?
haha...

oh lookie below... there's a little something there that allows you to send this page to everybody... haha... feeling narcissistic...

go on... feed my ego...
it won't bite...

i am going to get fat...
pizza for dinner... and now i'm just sitting here typing away...
and after lunch today...? lamb chops no less by the way...
i just sit and read Dickens...

which by the way put me to sleep...
but that's beside the point...

the point is... err...
now what was it...?

ah whatever... as someone has so kindly put it on as his MSN nick...
prelims are in eight days time...

for that moment i truly understood the meaning of ashen-faced, shallow-breathing, clammy-handed fear...
so my face went white as a sheet... and the unnatural irradiation of the monitor's white light awash on my visage served only to accentuate that unholy paleness...
my fingers... frozen above the keyboard...
i shudder at the memory... for that moment they looked all the more skeletal... reminders of the mortal peril that face me...
in eight days time...

yar right...
but honestly... i do need to study lar...

ooh... i should be going into horror writing shouldn't i...? i have that flair for morbid flamboyance... no...?
how about that pride and charm that allows me to write like the devil...? no...?
powerful language to describe in chilling detail all the horror...? no...?
how about shameless ego...? yes...?
ah...

oh well... as i said before... haha... it's not being egoistic...
it's self-affirmation...

i believe in myself...
haha...