Where the only sound is the prit prat of a sleepless, rainy night...

Where the only sound is the prit prat of a sleepless, rainy night...

Its been quite some time since I last slept well.
Or shaved.
's been like what, almost a good 4 days since I shaved, hence the totally un-glam and drug-addict(in my mum's words) look.
As for sleeping, its been harder to get to sleep, hence the need for some alcohol to dull the senses and relax the body which worked wonder initially.
Until I got plagued by interrupted sleep.

Waking up in the middle of the night, morning to be exact at 5+ in the morning isn't the best way to stay healthy.
Prit prat prit prat.
Gentle was the sound of the rain.

The sky cried last night,
if one was to believe and imagine it.
Me thought so then.
Me think so now.

The bottle fits perfectly.
Thumb, index, middle grasping the top,
while the ring and pinkie gently cradles it.

Dark brown oliy liquid swirls with every rocking motion,
burning a path down the throat.
Gulp gurgle gulp ah....

Lights seem so beautiful, so far and so near at the same time.
Whirl whirl the aircon goes,
and still
I hear the prit prat of the raindrops.

I need to sleep.
And shave.

But,
I need to answer....

Things happen, happened...

Things happen, happened...

At least for today.
Things happen, happened.

And now I just need some time to think about it.

Think about everything, about how a good sunday morning can throw up such surprises in the night...

What happened?

New look, but the same old me...

New look, but the same old me...

Yeah.

Finally managed to get my arse down into changing this blogskin.
To something a little more....
Colourful I would say?

Anyway just came back from Ning's chalet today.
Concussed till the late hours of 8 something, waking up only to watch American Idol and have dinner.
Not forgetting spending hours searchin for the per-fect blogskin(for now at least) and actually changing the whole damn thing.

Damn I need a rocco now.
Though Grace did commented that in my fevered state I might overheat myself when I start to smoke and explode.
Righto.

Waiting for the match to start now.
And what better way to wait than to have a nap.

So till the next time...
Cheers....

Testing, attention please...

Oh, and so the days just flew by...

Oh, and so the days just flew by...

Yeaps.
The days do fly by, from the last blog till now.
Been doing quite some stuff.
Mostly slacking, meeting up with people, attempting(and fail) to clean up my room, reading etc etc.
And I do miss the missus. :(

Anyway will attempt to blog more, be prepared to see a new blogskin, and blah blah blah...

In the meantime, off to the movies... (I give thanks to the power of internet!!!)

Till then...

The last hurdle that I don't wish to cross...

The last hurdle that I don't wish to cross...

In around 6 hours time, I can finally say goodbye to NUS.

Just sitting here in front of the laptop with the notes read halfway...

So long, but yet so soon.
The last hurdle.
That I wish I didn't had to cross....

Back to my notes...

Happening? Not really...

Happening? Not really...

What's been happening to me nowadays?

Nothing much I would say.

Soccer on Sat. (read it here)

Stoning and attempting to study on Sun, tinged with some stuff.

Studying with the missus on Mon. Staying over in Kev's hall attempting to mug again.

Tue. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.

Washed my darling(car) on Wed, attempted to go cut hair, study but end up blogging. Haha...

I wonder what I'll be doing tomorrow.....