somewhat sille, that's me!

• i overslept again this morning. sigh. i average about once a week this "jumping out of bed and fly to the bathroom" thingy each time he is away. haha.. don't know what to do with me. i'd be wide awake when it's time to sleep, and struggling to stay awake when it's time to work. my internal clock is running at UK time or something. maybe i should migrate there. yesterday i tweeted, unfair is the life of a nocturnal being in a diurnal world, and i stand by it. why do we have to wake up at the break of dawn? why can't our morning start at noon and our night end at 4am? that would be the perfect time. but noooo.. i have to be up with the sun.. didn't we stop worshiping it a few millennia ago? sigh. zzz..

• yingks was a precocious 12 year old boy when i first knew him - we were in the same worship team in church. when i became the team leader, he was one of my most trusted members, always punctual, always willing. i couldn't ask for more. and then he had to win the king's scholarship. heh. he set off to the UK some 4 years back, graduated top of his class, and is now a lecturer in one of the universities there. i was introduced to debbie when she came visiting KL back then, and got to know her more "thanks" to her housemate. i couldn't remember the details, but the latter once made life so unbearable for the former that she had to leave the house with only a shirt on her back, and somehow was put up at my place. we got to chatting in the night and i have really enjoyed her company. she too left for the UK on a scholarship after her pre-U and about a month or so back, she graduated with some amazing colours. and then, this happened. i am beyond joy for them, and wish them the best. they are one of the most wonderful and nicest kids i've ever known, and a perfect-for-each-other couple, and now that i've clearly crossed the hyperbolic line and about used up my limited gushy vocab, i will stop. right after i say that that was the best proposal i've ever read. *heart*

• i couldn't sleep last night and as usual was poking around the phone.. when a gnome said hi to me. i was immediately drawn to him as he began to tell me his story.. in reverse chronological order. yet i was captivated as i walked with him in the snow, down the hall with the red line, suited up, dressed down, took a trip to florida, soak in some sun, all the way back to where he began, in the woods. when i woke up, he was gone, but i introduced him to a friend, and we spoke of the good ol' times that the three of us shared -- the funny things and the deeper things. he was a good gnome.

• i have a friend who writes really well, the fluidity of his prose often sweeps my imagination away to some pretty incredible places (except when he's on geek mode waxing lyrical about his synthesizers and what-nots hehe).. so much so that most time when i keep in my heart what i couldn't describe in words, he would just step in and type away as if i had eloquently dictated to him. but no, he writes from his heart.. reading him never fails to comfort me and lift my spirit. today again he took the what was in my heart/heart (or somewhere between these two places)  and shared it with his friends. i'm ok with that cos they don't know who i am. he's an insomniac too, we might have bonded over that. ok so anyways he's not a friend as you might have guessed. but he might as well be. hahaha.. so perasan right? ;) 

this post is dedicated to you. :)