My body clock is so screwed up lately, littered with bouts of insomnia. Last night i couldnt sleep at all again, just lay in bed and my mind going on erratically. And then just now i fell asleep at 10.30pm. Woke up feeling disoriented. Thunder growled in the distance, vague memories of things that never actually happened reverberated in my brain. The whole back of my t-shirt was soaked in sweat and i didnt know what time it was. So i got up to check. 2.45. Damn. Why couldnt i just have slept till morning.

A club remix of touch my body starts radiating from my cellphone with increasing volume till I hushed it when consciousness took me. I contort my stiff body and stretch unassumingly, the crisp dry sheets rustle in the artificial cold. The air conditioner moans its usual monotone with sharp thuds in between. Damn that upstairs neighbour and his leaky whatever. I should give him a piece of my mind. But just the thought of leaving this stale sanctuary into that pandemonic world outside made me bury my face further into the pillow way past its reccomended lifespan. I like that smell. The fragrance of fabric softener entwined with my own special scent. Its comforting.

I like this time of afternoon. And yes i know i'm a pig who wakes up too late. But its a tranquil time before all the buzzing thoughts and problems of the day sets in. When all you're doing is trying to grasp at the memory of your last dream but the details are trickling away like water in cupped hands. Sometimes you want it to last forever.







pardon the scars, was too lazy to edit.

I'm back. From my i think 8-week long hiatus. Not like i chose to abandon this place. I just didnt have the time. Free time i would rather spend catching up on sleep. Cause if you dont already know, sleep is beneficial. Or you'll rot and die. Seriously. Even now i'm sleepy. Haha.

So much has happened in the past few weeks. I want to start telling the stories but i dont know where to begin. So many photos to put into place. So many memories to fixate and put into sensible words. Tired. Still so tired. I hope i havent lost my blog-mojo.

A few nights ago i had this rele weird dream. Me, sy and wen hao were treading water at night in this dirty reservoir. Wh was warning us of some crocodile but we didnt believe him... till this massive tail rose out of the sludge. And as it revealed itself, it brought on big waves. I would say it was the size of a ship. And yeah it sorta came after us so we were swimming straight to shore like madmen. We managed to get to shore in time, pulling ourselves up the beach, bedraggled. Then our 3 thai girlfriends came running to us... well at least sy and wh's gfs but mine was sitting at the front steps of her house. So i went to her and sat in front of her. She had her tranny-looking sister/brother beside her and she dumped me. Funny thing is, i know the whole scene was like some tv drama even tho i didnt see any cameras. So i tried to put up this rele pitiful face and made tears well up in my eyes and all that. Haha.

But then my aunt woke me up for school. So yeah. Haha. Nowadays i dont get up to my phone alarm anymore. Either too tired or my phone sucks. Or both. Haha. Speaking of my phone, i'm annoyed to bits. For a camera and video phone, the cam and vid functions are spoilt. So my phone is like cacat(disabled) now. Damn. I hope to get it fixed on monday. Cause altho i know i want to get the N95 8gb, i'm gonna need to have my N93 in tip-top condition so i can trade it in at a good price. So yeah. But whether i can actually get enough money for the N95 8gb or not, is another story.