To the person whom I had lor-mai-kai with this morning, this is for you. Your special request for me to write about insomnia. Next time only I write serious one, ok? Based on my research wan...but this time round, I am not in such a serious mood now, so.....hee hee hee....
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POEM
Slumber
Slumber, oh slumber,
Why I no slumber,
Lie here since supper
Sleep is becoming further
Count kambing,
Count kucing,
I stop at one thousand, four hundred and thirty two
Still can’t sleep….nia mah, TIU!
Open my eyes cannot
Close my eyes cannot
Roll left cannot
Roll right cannot
What the fuck you want?
Slumber, oh slumber,
The neighbor’s f*****g is becoming louder
I want ask them to eat my slipper
Maybe I shouldn’t be so sober
Turn on my back,
Maybe to my side,
All also bloody no work,
Feel like alien in a trap
Go pang-sai, but got no crap
Slumber, OI, C.B. slumber,
Why you no come, har??
Here, here….I should treat you proper
I give money, come, come…come lah.
When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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