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Hours of Awakening…
ok lah. i sneaked an hour of sleep while waiting for my sis to come fetch me back home in the evening.
But as of now, 12:30am, 5 Apr 2008, I have been awake for 63 bloody hours.
The funny thing is: I can’t fall asleep now that I’m in my comfy room, with air-con switched on, and I AM BLOGGING RIGHT NOW.
oh Holy Mama! Don’t torture me like this!
Funny things happened when one is sleep-deprived.
When I walked back to PGP on the 2nd morning, I thought I looked funny. As in, my colour was weird. I first noticed it on my hand, that my hand was looking black and my veins were popping out (I am not a skinny monkey, so that’s the weird part). I got an even greater shock when I saw my reflection in the PGP lift. Like what gg said, the description of what I saw was: My face looked like wax.
I thought my face looked like some char siew (waxy and browny-yellow).
And while on the road back to PGP, I started to look at my hand in amusement. I knew my hands were small, but they looked exceptionally small. Almost like a mannequin’s hand. Almost as if someone stuck his hand from behind me to catch my attention.
Of course lah, when I turned around, there was just that long stretch of empty PGP Road.
And the dark houses.
And the wooded side lanes…
Whatever.
And after I washed up, my phone started vibrating.
Thinking that it was about 6am, I ’snoozed’ the phone casually.
Within a short time, it vibrated again. Much to my amazement, cos snooze times weren’t that short.
And oops! It was my sis asking me if I am coming home today.
The moment I answered up the phone, she started yelling:
我不是闹钟！~ 我不是闹钟！~！
Since I was in a stoned state, it actually took me seconds to interpret the meaning.
haha… I hope you guys get the meaning too.
ya…
I think the FYP report writing syndrome is setting in. I’m actually feeling sleepy after typing a few words.
OK.. Then sleep it shall be.
Shall try to blog about my happiness (if my mind is clear enough to feel it) when I see this world in true resolution again.
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oh… In order to clear xy’s doubts on her participation in my 1st retractable-wire mouse’s demise, here’s a pic of it when it was 1 day old…
Is monkey the only skinny creature?
Waha… I m also back hm in my rm. Table so cramped.
And sooo not conducive to do work. Only left a few lights on for the block opposite my window. At least in hall, I m pretty sure many are still awake.
Haizzzz
haha… it’s a metaphor… like ’sweating like a pig’, so its ’skinny as a monkey’… but i tink u can challenge urself to tink of more skinny animals… lol
i agree leh. my home table i dun like. table top too high/small, the chair too lok kok… one of my 1st investment when i go to work is to buy a proper study table!!!
i NEVER do it !!!!!!!!