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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

mummy, why was i born to sleep?

i slept for a goood twelve hours yesterday. that was goooooood sleeep. for which i slept the first 4 hours on a bolster and the mattress, nope my head didnt stiffen. thank God. and for the next eight hours or so, i managed to drag my body to drag my other stuff from the chair above and cover my cold shivering body, which i didnt really want to care about in the first place.

sorry babe, i know i screwed up

bloody waste of time i tell you, sleeping is just a waste of time! i technically lost twelve whole hours, and counting, to zhou gong's grand daughter, presumably. BUT I DIDNT SEE HER! so thats rather sad right? and i cant really remember what i dreamt about, i think i was more caught up in the darkness that was arnd me. (no i wasnt in indi.....) so i told myself that i had to somehow make up for the time i lost, from studying, to study today. but guess what, ok lah, i did study. but then the temptation of pirates of the caribbean was too strong for me to say no. and a couple of phone calls and discussions, and arrangements, i wasnt in the mood to study no more. hahaha... oops..

but i dont know how else to protect you from me

so after the pirates. i went to bed again. and that was at about 5. i tossed, i flipped, i almost toasted (but it was too cold), and my conscience stunk me hard. i headed to the books again, and did a paper. damn my maths is getting really really bad... i was stuck after the 6th qn. and then i went back to bed. thought of a solution in bed, came up and tried it out. guess what....? no, it didnt work! and then i finally gave myself into failure (for the moment) and came here to rant to you my sorrowful state.

sometimes i really wonder if im crazy

i talk to myself. sometimes subconsciously, i talk to myself aloud, so loud that it even freaks me out. but good thing is that it is said that its only really bad when you talk to yourself and you're not one bit freaked out at all. its as if someone actually replies. well i know that i do reply my own asked aloud questions, so its not THAT bad. ((: so am i already freaking you out?

i think insanity is a way of escapism.

you run from the reality into a whole new world of your own, just so that you wont have to face the pretentious reality. you pretend to escape another pretend. and you'd always be running away. but whats wrong with running away? you arent a hero, but doesnt it work as a self protection mechanism? there is this saying in chinese, that a hero knows when to run (or protect him/herself) in times of danger. or when your presense is a danger. isnt that just being another form of hero? then they'll call you the turtle that hides its head inside the shell. ironic isnt it?

try calling me names, its child's play

my reply is quite simple, well, whatever rocks your boat man...! (:

intelligence is not to be flaunt, but shared with people who appreciate it.

there is a difference between intelligence and wisdom.

intelligence only gives you the ability to think, to concieve and to digest.
wisdom allows you to use, in appropriate time, with the appropriate tone, to aviod or improve situations. wisdom requires EQ, intelligence stands alone.

(sorry i couldnt help it. hahahaha..)

i thought you were History, but if they were to pack you into a box, you might just become my present. (sorry i couldnt help it. hahahaha..)

i recently got two short cups from two shot people. or did i mix the shorts with shot?

the result of deprivation is not depravation...

yesterday's sleep was for today. sorry if im on a high.

A is for Apple.
B is for Boy .....
E is for Elmo

MarkSae, Da-jie Bid Goodbye at 7:20 AM

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