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Friday, November 18, 2011


‘Oh, Tiber! father Tiber!
To whom the Romans pray,
A Roman’s life, a Roman’s arms,
Take thou in charge this day!’
So he spake, and speaking sheathed
The good sword by his side,
And with his harness on his back,
Plunged headlong in the tide

There's a battle happening in my brain now. Salmonella, haemmorhages, germs, and the complications of life. It doesn't help to have a dull headache now. Wish I could have some paracetamol. But hey, its not good to keep taking medications, right? :P Anyway, there's no paracetamol in my house. Currently. I guess.

'No sound of joy or sorrow
Was heard from either bank;
But friends and foes in dumb surprise,
With parted lips and straining eyes,
Stood gazing where he sank;
And when above the surges
They saw his crest appear,
All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry,
And even the ranks of Tuscany
Could scarce forbear to cheer.'


Anyway, I have my own medication.

THIS GUY.. :D
According to Zian Xiang, the latest copy of Galaxie magazine has a poster of him on the first page! :D
ohmygosh :)
Despite of the headache..
I feel tonnes better.
btw, I had lots of fun with everyone today.
thank you :)

'But fiercely ran the current,
wollen high by months of rain:
And fast his blood was flowing;
And he was sore in pain,
And heavy with his armour,
And spent with changing blows:
And oft they thought him sinking,
But still again he rose
.'

goodnite :)

Hasta luego
Jie Xin


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