Approaching the end of the Semester, its funny how things don't creep up on you anymore. They don't even bother to knock. And they sure don't wipe their feet before they enter.
The fatigue is setting in, the late nights (studying, and everything else where study should be), as the exams creep over the horizon with their sharpened pitchforks. 7 more days, 6 modules.
Do my best, I'll try. (no promises)
Its about bloody time.
Beware. Twisted illustrators in the wild. (This from a child abuse pamphlet.)
Old photo.
Welcome.
WANHIN Nurse.
25/11/1985.
Everything is gonna be alright. (Really?)
"Which would you prefer,
My finger on the trigger or,
Me face down across your floor?"
Tuesday, 7 August 2007 
WANHIN