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Friday, May 02, 2008

Can you peel it?



Ok, I am peeling like crazy. It is a funny sensation I haven't felt for a long time. I feel like a snake or something. And every time I opt to scratch my back, I get a fingernail full of dead skin. Then I like to chain a pack of dead skin at my neck or laminate them.

You know the feeling when there's a chipped paint on your bedroom door, and you scratch it with your nails until you are satisfied? Or the feeling when you have a newly opened appliance and you feel the urge to pop all the plastic bubbles that protects your appliance? Yeah, that's the feeling.

Yesterday, when the newly formed Pussycat boys went to Greenhills to buy bootleg 360 games and watch Ironman, I gave Gabs a piece of my torn skin. Hahahhaa.

Sige wala na akong maisulat na matino. BYE!


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