.prophetic messages.
9:10 a.m. || 2005-01-10
[mood: very, very ill 
]
This morning I woke up and moaned.
I neighed instead.
Now I'm not in school like everyone else because of my sore throat; it's just like that other time where I had to carry around fullscap and markers everywhere I went if I wanted to communicate.
By the way, I think I was very angry in my dreams because I started losing hair, lock by lock. It was because my maid and I weren't careful with the Veet hair removal cream and I ended up with funny hair. And a haircut.
Thank God that's over.
If you want coverage for yesterday's events, you can pretty much get the scoop in Jas' blog. All I have to say is that I'm quite quite satisfied to have gone to the arcade, played pool, and bought earrings all in the same day. (:. Suddenly I want that discount card, but it's a definite gimmick because you need to spend $50 in a day, or $100 in a month (accumulation of receipts) to get the card. It's like the ripoff topshop thing, where you have to spend a $100 in a receipt to get that card, which lasts a measley year. Now that's a hole in your pocket. I have to start saving now.
Which, in actual fact, I'm saving about $2 to $4 by not coming to school today. I might as well not eat in school and bring tuna everyday. Does everyone notice how friendly Polymer notes are?
I'll probably spend the rest of the day either on the computer, playing Final Fantasy X-2, or sleeping. Or maybe a sick muse may come back to me and I can build up my writing ability again. It's been gone so long, I can't say that I'm confident about my ability to survive in the course I'm taking. Or want to take. Damn, I hope that pilot story was ok for the examiner. Now that I think about it, it's as cheesy as the new shop selling mini sausages in the basement in Taka (which, by the way, is called "Cheesy Sausages" and taste very very good). Sigh. I'm making myself worry.
This is information probably will only affect Marcus. I ate pasta yesterday, with Soong Fee. :) Spinach Tortellini is one stomach filler.
I can't really say that MI feels at home. Because, really, it doesn't. It feels like the army, even if I don't and will never know what it feels like. And the feeling I get from it is pushing me to quit. Yeah, I'm going to quit, but it's only a matter of when. Soon, I hope.
Ok. My mom freaked me last night by making me read this account of someone who was meditating in Patmos Island. Sound familiar? That's where John wrote Revelations (I think). The guy (who told this on June 20, 1998) said he saw the five angels of the five continents (Geographically, his account is quite incorrect because he deems Australia as part of Asia, and the Middle East as a separate continent).
He says that the Asians will fight and go to war, destroying each other with muclear weapons (THAT part points towards the danger of NorthKorea, I feel), and that there will be massive flooding. Earthquakes will shake the ground and water will cover the land. Yeah, that's what he said. Now that I think of the tsunami, damn, I'm getting the heebiejeebies.
He also says that the angel of Asia told him that Australia will have a tremor so huge the ground will spilt apart. Millions will die and drown.
Let's see. Drowning and floods occur in every part of the world. Earthquakes everywhere, brimstone and fire. No United Nations, no ASEAN, and definitely, no George Bush. Living creatures in the Nile will die, people will starve, and others will slay each other if the natural disaster doesn't claim them. Even America will fall.
But now that I think about it, it is rather credible, because if you've done your bible reading in Revelations and compared this to what he saw, (Angels, five, carried something respective to each other; scales; sword.
I've always wondered when the tribulation period was. As I'm reading the bible, I'm freaking out more, because the world is actually going to end soon. We'll see if anyone decides to join in the war in the middle east. I'm not sure, but it seems pretty close to now.
Well, this has earned me one full bladder (anti climax, I know, ok?) and it's time for me to get off.
No. A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody! ~Buffy, "I Only Have Eyes For You"
