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Would you like to trade places with an insomniac? No? Okay, so it’s not such a great deal. I’ll admit that. But how about I give you a whole night’s experience, for free, and then you decide later. Okay? Here you go; dusk ‘til dawn, free of charge. Enjoy.

Dread the moment when everyone else peels off, one by one, to go to sleep. Pace around. Put some music on, turn the volume up, louder, louder, too loud – you’re waking them. Turn it off. Mess around on the internet: Facebook, Cracked, Stumbleupon. Decide you’re going to be intellectual. Turn the computer off, pick up a book. Read.

The letters start to swim before your eyes, your lids begin to droop. This is it! Quick, turn off the lights, lie in bed. Immediately, you’re awake again. But that’s just momentary, from moving, right? Stick it out. Lie there. Count the seconds, then the minutes. Turn the pillow over. Fluff the duvet. Too hot, too cold. Throw the duvet off the bed. Retrieve it. Turn over. Lie on your front, back, side. Turn round so that your feet are where your head used to be.

Give up. Turn the bedside lamp on, and pick up the book. It’s boring. Pick up another book, one of your favorites. Try to immerse yourself in the story. Fidget. Move to the kitchen, make some decaf tea. Play with the TV remote. Channel flick, but keep the sound low. Hate late-night TV, turn it off. Sit in your chair, clutching the mug. Don’t think, just sit.

Turn the radio on, settle on the sofa. Try to drop off as the disembodied voices lull you into a catatonic state. Realize that you really, really need to pee. But you can’t move now, you’ve just got comfortable, and you can’t open your eyes.

If you don’t move, you’re going to wet the sofa.

Go pee.

Now the soft, jovial voices on the radio are an irritating drone, so you turn it off and throw yourself, exasperated, back onto the sofa, sending it scraping across the floor. Wonder if there’s something wrong with you. Turn the computer back on. Google symptoms. Conclude you have a rare viral disease found only in the tropics, along with every mental condition you can find on Wikipedia. Spend ages conducting online personality tests, at first to see if there is something strange about you, then just to fill the hours. Find a friend in a different time zone. Skype them. Yawn. Get back in bed, keeping the lights on.

What did insomniacs do before the internet? Start to Google this question, then realize how ridiculous it is. Decide to go for a walk. Get dressed, put your shoes on. Check four times to make sure you’ve got your keys, because we all know what happened last time.

Breathe in the night air as the door slams behind you. Have no direction. Take the road you normally do, ending up somewhere you don’t want to be. Turn around. Go home. Let yourself in quietly, slowly. You wouldn’t want to wake anyone. Kick your shoes off, sit on the edge of the bed. Fall back into the duvet, legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Feel unable to move. Cry, silently. From this angle, the rivulets run strangely across your face. Stare at the ceiling until the tears dry. Open the curtains, notice the gentle light creeping in at the corners of the night.

Go to the kitchen, forget why you went in there. Hear birdsong. Decide you might as well stay awake now. Have a shower, get dressed, make breakfast. Think about getting some work done. Dismiss the idea.

This was the fourth waking night. Four nights since the alcohol-induced stupor, a desperate attempt to dupe your brain into shutting down. The novelty of waking up was dampened only by the pounding headache. Was it worth it?

Yes. Lips soundlessly form the answer that shouldn’t echo so resoundingly. Spending endless nights with your thoughts churning self-reflexively through a mind addled by fatigue does not engender self-love. That reprieve from the pretentious, repugnant, inevitable introspection was sweet, in spite of its brevity, in spite of your better judgement.

Wait impatiently for the rest of the world to wake up. People often tell you that you look tired. Of course I do, you think, but you’ve given up on saying that you couldn’t get to sleep. People make sympathetic noises, but they don’t really want to hear it. It’s not a real problem, is it? They assume that eventually, you will just drift off if you get tired enough. Obviously you’re drinking too much coffee, eating too late at night and worrying about things too much. So you have continued to stumble through work, school and life on the verge, not really awake, but unable to sleep. Spend the daylight hours willing your body to finally give in, break, and embrace oblivion.

As the greyness of dawn fades into morning, you promise yourself tonight. Tonight you will sleep.

1. I shouldn’t be able to fuck up around you. After a certain period of time, I shouldn’t be able to do any one thing that causes you to hate me or revoke our friendship forever (unless that thing is like, killing your parents or raping your girlfriend or something). I shouldn’t be able to say or do something that changes your opinion of me from “my friend” to “a piece of shit” in a matter of seconds. You can impress me if you show me that that isn’t going to happen; that you accept me pretty much completely, that you can totally identify with my problems, that you’re willing to give me the benefit of the doubt, that you like me and that it’s like we’re on a team.

2. You say things that surprise me or intrigue me. You can impress me if it’s obvious to me that you’re interesting in a way that I can’t quite describe; if it’s obvious to me that you understand the world in an exciting way that I’m not fully able to comprehend. Therefore, I shouldn’t really be able to predict a good amount of your behavior, and so spending time together will be fun and interesting for me. I will value our friendship.

3. You’re genuine to such an extent that you rarely brush off or deflect conversations with clichés, but instead respond to what I say thoughtfully, truthfully, and without apparent discomfort (or, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me you feel uncomfortable; I am okay with that). In other words, when I ask you about your dad, for example, I’m probably trying to get a clear picture of who your dad is (because I’m interested in knowing more about you, because I like you, and because I like to know more about people who I like – this is honestly a pleasurable thing for me); I don’t want you to brush me off with “Oh, he’s fine.” As told, if you simply don’t want to talk about him, tell me you don’t – it’s better than passively denying my attempts to get information out of you. Of course, I wouldn’t want you to act this way if you didn’t want to act this way. My point is that you can impress me if it’s your nature or desire to communicate in this way; if you desire this out of yourself as well as me.

4. You won’t be offended when we have disagreements. You will understand that disagreements about opinions or facts are not intrinsically personal things. Disagreements are nothing more than two people interpreting a situation discordantly; this does not have to piss you off. You’re okay with me hating your favorite band, just as you’re okay with me saying a movie you liked a lot is stupid. To impress, me you should see disagreements as neutral or even exciting events in which you may learn something from the discussion consequent to the disagreement.

5. You’re able to see things from a different-yet-still logical perspective than me in such a way that we can often advise each other by offering our unique perspectives. Your perspective in essence needs to be sometimes-wider and sometimes-wiser than mine. You should assess situations with the same tools I assess situations with, but you should sometimes come to different conclusions. In turn I will be able to follow your logic exactly when you offer a new way of looking at my current problem, and so it will be refreshing and relieving for me to understand, identify with, and believe in what you’re telling me.

Hye all! How was your day? I hope it’s fine…ehehehe

What? Mine? Don’t bother asking… as for today, I’ll write everything has happened for the first month of my break…

As y’all know, last semester was my last in UTM… but deep in my heart, I really really want to pursue Master study… but, unfortunately I can’t because I have a 5 years working contract bond with KPM…

Let’s just forget about that and continue…

My last entry was 2 months ago and since then i don’t have a chance to update my blog… well, my life’s come first! Hehehe…

A month at home feels like just few days! I have nothing much to do at home except for watching tv all day long… I really do want to do something beneficial like working or something but, you know…MALAS!~ ehehehe… btw, I applied for GSTT last two weeks and hoping that I get the job… so far, nothing… so I just wasting my time tv-ing at home and sometimes walking around Kuching…

And I tell you.. Kuching is not the same anymore… a year I’m in Johor and when I came back last month, I was surprised as I saw few developments here and there on my way back to home… and most of them are residential areas and shopping malls… just to inform you that, at Kuching we have The Spring shopping mall, opened a few years back… and next, The Summer is in progress! it’s just about 20 meters from UNIMAS! Guys! We have 2 seasons so far!! And I hope we have all 4 major seasons!!ehehehe…jangan jeles arr….

Aside from all that… what is my activity at home????? Well..NONE!!~ such a bore life this semester break… unlike previous break, I spend most of my time at my cousin’s but he’s working.. so he’s staying at his aunt’s at Tabuan… so, yup.. I’m bore to death here!!

I wish that I have something adventurous to do for this break..but, hmmm……takdek rezeki~~~ so, dudok umah is the best solution! Actually there’s or was actually, something interesting happened. Watson called me last two week and informed me that I’m one of the finalist for their Watson’s Campus Ambassador, Youth Award for The Most Hip Hairstyle!! I was really really happy to know that and I really really wants to go… the selection was at JB and I let that down because I just get home for about 1 week… so, I asked… “Where’s the next casting location?” I really hope they said in Kuching, but it will be in KL…Berjaya Times Square Hotel this Saturday… “anywhere else??” I asked again.. “Sorry only those two locations”….hmmm….. sadly, I have to let down the opportunity to become one of the Watson’s Campus Ambassador and RM3000 worth scholarship…. There’s such a happy story to tell…..T__T sob3~

So, right now I just wait for this weekend to come fast! JOM HEBOH WILL BE IN KUCHING!!! Ahahaha…. At least I have something fun to do with my friends here and not just sitting at home do nothing! Ehehe….

Ok.. until we meet again next time!

SELAMAT MENYAMBUT HARI GAWAI KEPADA SELURUH WARGA NEGERI SARAWAK!! GAYU GURU GERAI NYAMAI! NGIRUP TUAK ANANG SAMPAI PALAU!! Ehehehe…..