parasite

i am not a halfway house, especially for parasites.

yes i don't understand, i am tired of understanding when no one bother to understand me.

call me bitter, but some call me joy.

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i decided to give up rushdie's ground beneath her feet.(any of you completed any of his stuffs?) not a bad decision cos i managed to read two more books since then. neil gaiman's stardust (my first fantasy book since enid blyton's) and coetze's disgrace. borrowed two more from favourite library yesterday. haruki murakami's norwegian wood and graham greene's the end of the affair. nabokov's lolita is not available. *sigh*

will make sure i don't forget to bring the books to hospital tomorrow, or i'll be a restless spirit roaming around haunting patients and nurses in SGH.