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jon laa wrote on March 27th, 2009, 2:35 am

I can’t sleep even though I am moderately tired. I am happily talking to huishan and lionel, the runner.

Munched on a bowl of wheat pasta earlier on and I am hungry again. Going for some digestives next.

Been talking a bit about my life, I wonder if people are actually interested to hear. I hate to recollect history, because I would rather live in the past if ever I have a choice. My ideal, pretty future isn’t coming just yet, and I know it is going to be quite a wait with lots of hard work.

Of which I have to say I have been lazy. Been sick, good reason to do perfectly nothing. Been on medication which keeps me drowsy enough to take afternoon naps which I am not fond of since primary school days. I adhere to my belief that sleeping is a complete waste of time. But the reason, and perfectly good reason, to not practise cannot be missed, and so, I have been ill for almost and a week and have not been practising. Bad, bad bad!

Um, I don’t feel like writing again. Good night!