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Rehab #3 Monday, August 3, 2009 |

I don't feel clean from the inside. There is too much regret.

I am done eating Non-Vegetarian Food.

My Grandad would have been happy.

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rehab #2 |

Everybody complains about him even the closest. Even I don't like him anymore.

I am quitting drinking.

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Rehab #1 |

I quit smoking.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009 |

Another day
The next page
Still in daze
Still in a dream
Out of the pipe 
My lust for life
Comes and goes
From above
Demanding purity
Sobriety
Cursing me like a sledge
Hammering down at me 
Out of the water-pipe
I suck my lust for life
And all my floating dreams
It seems
Up on the gallery
God shouting down at me
Something I can not hear

Tears falling from the sky
Words from a lullaby
Everything beautiful dies
For now, we're hanging in
Though we are blessed with sin
You make my tired heart sing

You can be a sunbeam 
And shine for a while
For a while
You can laugh a lot
And bring out that smile

For now we're hanging in
Even though we're blessed with sin
You make my heart...
You make my tired heart sing

Tears falling from the sky...

I'm on a tender trip 
Slowly I'm loosing grip
Madness is in the air I fear
Stay, you're my acid-queen
Stay on my faded team
Run through the corridor with me

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Internship Saturday, November 15, 2008 |

I breathed a sigh of relief when I got the internship confirmation letter from at least one firm. I am strange. All this while I really wanted a corporate internship and when I have one, I think it is not a good enough internship. But I am also aware of the fact that it is up to me to make this internship worthwhile or otherwise. *screams in anger* This pessimistic attitude is getting on my nerves now. I desperately want to get rid of.

Now I have already started to think of my next internship. I also have to do few pending assignments this trimester. I don't know what prompted me to feel happy and a little contended after my Malaysia trip. I should not have been contended with so much work ahead of me. I say that because when I get contended I get lazy. So I try not to be contended. And then I become unhappy.I hate this.

There is only one thing for sure in my life : I will be miserable forever *Sadness*.

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Three Dollars and Hundred Rupees Friday, November 14, 2008 |

I was visibly glum and tired in the hot afternoon at the Aroha station in North Malaysia. Tired because it had been a long day already and Glum because I had only 4 RM in my pocket. I was hungry but I could not afford anything (I hate a hungry stomach). It was only 4pm. There was still half an hour for the train for Kuala Lumpur to arrive. I had nothing to do except reflect on my bad financial decisions in the last week.

Beer in Lekha Lekha : 20 RM ( A bottle of Chivas Regal costed only 40RM in Langkawi Duty Free *Sadness*)
Upper Birth in Train : 7 RM extra
Wrong Package offer in Genting Highland : 15RM
Taxi instead of metro from Petaling : 3 RM
(While the first two can be attributed to recklessness, the last two were purely informational errors.)

Instinctively, I took my wallet out and stared at it as if I was angry. I saw a little greenery in the innermost pocket in my wallet. Curious I looked through it. Voila! Out came a crinkled 1 US Dollar. It was followed by 2 others. Well I almost shrieked! It was unbelievable. I ran and showed it to my teammates who were excited as well. I muttered a thanks to God. What had happened was that I had brought exactly 133 USD to Malaysia. I did not have the heart to convert all my money and conveniently put 3 USD in my wallet. What a smart decision in hindsight. *Pats on back*. Well the story does not end here. To try my luck once more, I jumped in the inner depths of my wallet. And Ladies and Gentlemen there was another light at the end of the tunnel. Out came our very own Rs 100. I don't even remember when I had stored that money. And like this our little tourist was 16 RM rich and was able to buy dark chocolates.

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