I am now down under a flu, and it is quite bad. After i made myself hot Lemon coke, i am sweating profusely. Yeah, i am one of the weird oddballs who sweat like rain, but sweat helps one remove the toxin on the body rite? As for that hot lemon coke, it is a household remedy from HK, where u just add in few slices of lemon into a pot of 1 can of coke (Cola, i mean.) and bring it to the boil. Once it's boil, have it hot. Yeh, and you will sweat like hell, but not freaking hell. And i want to sweat like freaking hell.
Was out of the house almost for the whole day today. 1st of all, went to look for MA 2nd hand text at Bras Basah, but sad to say, they do not have it. Then, went to library@orchard at Takashimaya to borrow HR and Corp Comm books.
That's where i had a freaking experience. I was in the gents at L3 behind Books Kinokuniya, where i was waiting for a cubical. All of the cubicals was full, and apart from me, a guy in his early 40's looks, dyed with golden ash colored hair was waiting for cubicals as well. The guy was staring at me and i did not bother to look at him. If that's not enough, the guy came closer and take a good look at me. When one of the cubical was empty, he went in and gave me the look if i want to join him.
I turned back and when the handicapped cubical was empty, i rushed in.
Fuck, i realised what the guy wants. He was wondering if i am interested to have a jolly good time with him in the cubical. In the cubical, i was wondering, what happens if he follows me?
Mabey i should bring a knife along when going out, so that if same thing happens, they would ended up like the males victims in Almodovar's Matador: stabbed to death, or castrate them. (Oh yeah, supposed to go for Matador with Shahrin tdy at Yangtze, but he just couldn't make it...what a pity.)
It has been a week since sch reopens, but nothing much happens. But by the time the real action comes, then be prepared to kill or be killed.