The prediction of pandemonium

Yesterday, I vowed that the world would be in diarray once a conflict in any of my family members occurs. Today, my phropecy came to life

I was being driven by my father to my designated work place called the school, when we were confronted by anther driver who demanded street space. My father came first to the curb of the road, while the confronter just got there, probably by overspeeding.

Well, I forgot ehat happened next, All I remember then is that the iwo drivers were clubbing each other with insults. That's when the prophecy of chaos I have thought, have happened. And I knew what will be going to happen.

I shut my mind from the world throughout the rest of the day. For fear of armageddon.

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today's advice to me: choose your words wisely.

What I lerned from Mark Haddon through his best-selling book

I hadn't even read halfway through Mark Haddon's The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, but I already learned plenty of lessons to live by:

• Your mind shall explode when you meet too many faces at the same time. Especially if your brain is the size of a peanut. Or if you can't recognize faces.
• Prime numbers are superior, not that they're better and far more superior than composite numbers, but because you can't divide them without getting remainders.
• Walking near dead things might end up meaning you killed it, especially if someone has a releationship with it.
• CIA use prime numbers to convey confidential messages? Hmmm... maybe I should go into the business of code-breaking.
• My sister commented that "autism is just fine, as long as you could put it to good use." Maybe Christoper is far more superior than, say, vein-popping, blabbering senators.
• At last, a good excuse as to why you skipped too much when you number chapters of your book or story.

Well, I'm still on page 30 of the book. I'm expecting myself to finish it in a day.

Feeling unwell in a sick, sad, world...

• Headaches. Since Sunday I was experiencing too much of this. Up to now, it is still upon me. I'm worried that it could turn to migrane, or worse, permanent brain damage.
• Also since Sunday, my body felt weak... so weak that I could fall on my knees at anytime.
• I've been seeing dark and shady figures since yesterday. It could've been Death, I thought.

Of headaches and Twisted

Hell, headache attacked me for over a week. And the things that I should've wrote some time ago was cleared out in my mind. Damn...

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Some time ago, I bought a book by Jessica Zafra (whom I am a reader of) named Twisted. For the literally challenged, Jessica Zafra is a column writer for a newspaper. And her colums are so much filled with irony and information that I decided to stick with her antics for a while.

Her topics... well, much of the world around her. Much like me, except that she is more experienced of the whole wide world, is much more geeky, and, uh... geeky, while I'm stuck in this only over-crowded city of Manila.

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Holy s***!!! MIGRANE!!!

Three Events

1. My computer broke down. Strange. My PC is so healthy that it wouldn't budge crashing down. Or so I thought.
   
   Because of it, I have to bring it to my trusted computer repair-man, which is two miles from my house. Because of that, I also have to sleep in a room not mine. I'm using a computer of someone else right now.



2. Death threat for the chick. Here, two miles away from home, I'm already feeling homesick and seasick (uh...). And besides that, I got more sick when some kid threatened to kill his baby chicken lest I buy it off from him. Man, I'd like to hit him in the bum for being a moron.



3. Basketball chick. Hell, more chicks. A while before I left my humble home, I saw some more kids hurling a chick. Not just an ordinary chick, but a dead chick. And they're playing it as basketball.

So much for homesickness. I just wish my computer could be fixed so that my life would be back to normal.

Today is January 1, 2006...

Today is January 1, 2006... Today is January 1, 2006... Today is January 1, 2006... Today is January 1, 2006... Today is ...^&^%(*%^#&%^(...


Hell, Happy New Year, anyways.