at 13 years old, i was a semi-insomniac because that was when i discovered the "thrill" of using HTML and i got hooked to it. i stayed up in the early hours of the morning, sometimes till 5am, and sometimes till i heard something shit scary outside my bedroom window then i'd shut down the computer and go to sleep. haha. and now, i'm at it again, just this time no thanks to my dad. been sleeping at 6.30am for over a week now.

as soon as he falls asleep after i massaged him, i'd steal a few minutes of rest, with the hope that he'd sleep soundly till the next day so i can have my sleep myself. but less than 5 minutes of letting him be, he'd be awake and ask to continue with the massage. as weird and stupid as this is going to sound, i'm beginning to think his body might have automatically been programmed with a motion detector or something, eversince his disscharge from the hospital 3 months ago. like seriously. how come he can sleep well one when i was still massaging him, aka feeling movement on his legs or hand (coz those are the spots massaged), but will get all agitated once all the motion stops? i don't want him to be pampered with massages 24/7. how to recover like that. besides, i'm not sure if it's doing any good (or bad) with the blood clot on his leg. sigh. i, for one, will get agitated if i would be called up by him every less than 5 minutes of lying down. so yesterday i'd decided not to even get my back touch the floor or mattress to rest. just sit on the chair will do. and yeah, i don't feel as frustrated as before. but tiring ah!

ok it might seem like i'm complaining taking care of my own father. sorry abah. i just want you to sleep well, so you won't feel the pain on your legs like you said. ):

but i'm just glad i'm not at TP anymore. i heard the new time-table starts at 9am and 10am on some days. if i was still schooling there, i'm most likely to spend my lecture and tutorial classes sleeping hahaha zzzzzzz. haiya. but i really miss TP. the classmates and the girls are forever missed, of course, but damn i'm craving for the fried cockle kway teow at ITAS! i don't care if it takes over 20mins waiting for the food. Hasni baby, tapao for me.

today is Tuesday. and i'm already feeling anxious and excited all together. 6 more fuckin' days to school! :D i don't know what to expect really. hmm, maybe i'm expecting to be able to click with the classmates.. foreign or local, whichever. coz apart from learning something valuable from the lessons, not bonding well with the kids will spell b-o-r-i-n-g c-l-a-s-s. not bonding well means not much talking. and not much talking can be depressingly annoying. and depressingly annoying, in a kinder word, means boring. and boring is not fun! haha ape aku merepek. i'm seriously blabbering now. _-_,

sigh, i need to do something random. seriously. i want to pierce my spectum and learn fishing. how?