Find Hungry Samurai! The Armageddon
8:03PM, and I haven't had a lunch nor breakfast. I feel very sick, my stomach is empty and aching (like my soul). My lips are dry, I need water. By the way -this is fucking bizarre, yet real- walking on the city I cloud not avoid looking the ashes (paper ashes?) raining from the sky, strange, but on the horizon (to the east), I can see a giant inferno like smoke cloud. Maybe Armageddon has finally come, Yahoo! Horale!. I miss my life like it was a two years ago exactly... mmm. I've to end some stupid coding before the home run. Yes, I'll fail again to my commitments (uade). I miss the red sun of the dusk. I miss happiness.