These insomnia demons are overwhelming
They seem to feed me incessant tablets of eye openers
And yet they seem to flee at daybreak
Causing much misery to my visage and vigour
Funnily enough many yawns escape me
Hours before i could actually pass into slumber
Fatigued and drowsy, frankly
But they would not release their claws
I cry to be let out into the realm of dreams
To escape this harsh reality for aturn of the hourglass
To savour the rewarding state of unconciousness
But they would not let me.
Thursday, 12 November 2009
poetic phase: between winks
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Monday, 9 November 2009
birthdays on the seven eleven
didn't get a chance to post on the 7th itself so forgive this belated entry. x
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Sunday, 1 November 2009
t h i s t h a t
its sunday. i finished a third of my War on Drugs assignment which is due on the 9th of Nov. batah lagi right? NOT. its better to finish it early and just get it out of my way. at the snail rate i'm doing, i'll be lucky to even finish it by then =D i am sick of reading about drugs, drugs, drugs.
last night was awesome. went to a halloween bash at Milzam's. i gotta admit, 5 out of 5 stars for the decorations. and the usual deliciously-unhealthy-dripping-with-fat-and-salt-foods like pizza and fries and potato chips. ahhh~ college~ i could not afford a flashy costume so i just went to town and bought this sailor hat which i thought was kinda cool. but it makes you look more like a cheap pornstar or something. *makes a face* Zully thought of the concept of a Slutty Sailor. I was not amused. That stupid hat plus tights and a tie, ready to go.
Hanif thinks he's Edward Cullen (-_-)
Zully, Alimin and Wafiy were.. err.. um.. a bunch of guys with face paint. nuff said :D cheers.
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