I was dipping my fingers and searching for a hairclip and vola! My thumb got poked by a protuding sharp-end tweezer. The sharp point pierced and I felt something that just went thru the skin and yelp back in pain. The blood oozes out from the thumb when I squeezed ard the injured spot. The crazy thought seeps in and the next thing I knew was to smerge blood on the red dress, its a paint work I am working on. I dun know why I did that, probably I just wanna donate the blood to my work, not to let it go to waste, maybe I just wanna give the paint work some life, maybe I just have that crazy thought to use my own blood in my paintings. That kind of red color is not found in any acrylic tube you can find in the art store. No worries, that particular work I aint selling it to anyone nor do I have that much to blood to drip onto all my art pieces.
I guess I got myself hooked to pool games. Been thinking about it everyday since my last match with ah fu ge. I jus love the feeling of challenging guys.
Sat in MRS today. It is a selfish car, cos its two seater only. LOL! But the turbo feels great. The sudden pick-up, the moment when you feel your back pressured to stick close to your car seat as if an unknown force is in the front, simply shiok! And when the exhaust exhale, it sounds like a fart. LOL! Interesting car.
Saw an Orange Lambo some time ago and I simply cannot forget it. The full black tinted windows, the strong orange color, it drives along the expressway. I looked at it as if in slow motion it is travelling before it disappears before my eyes.
It look exactly like this:
Back to my jogging, I wish I can run like a lamborghini. I just wanna run away from all of you and never return again. Maybe the next missing person in the papers will be me? Dont miss me if ever I am missing cos God has plans for me.
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