(Thursday, October 06, 2005)
those who's anticipating my great death, no i did not die from alcohol poisoning. i'm so sorry i'm still alive. the world is still a good place though and it nevertheless will not be any better off without me.
however, there i suffering from a minor rare sleeping disorder known popularly as reversed insomnia. or scientifically known as whythefuckinghellamiupat6inthemorning? while normal (or abnormal in that bloody sense) insomniacs turn around their beds, read history textbooks, et cetera just to attempt to find their way around the unresolved complex maze that will eventually buoyantly leads them to sleep. in spite of that, i on the other than, had trouble with waking up too early in the morning, simply because i don't feel exhausted or fatigued. even after i jog a couple of laps.
hence, my eyes looked like they were threatening to hop out of the socket and blast their way into a 100 meters sprint competition. and my left eye is having an infection again. bollocks.
everyone within the distance of a single shout had technically tasted a piece of my gruesome morbidness. it feels like pre-morning undelightful grumpy syndrome but rather it's been extended throughout my day.
after 2 days of nothing but concentrated amount of sleep, it's finally feeling like september is over.
10:49 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
