Its late and early at the same time. And the guy behind my house is turning on his air-cond at full blast and all you can hear is brrr brrr sound. There's modern maths tomorrow. I'm dead. The scary subjects are over except for add maths, which is the worst of all.
Fortunately, I am still alive and hope would remain that way until wednesday.
Looking forward to going back to penang next saturday. Its my elevator cousin's wedding. You don't want to know why I call him that because it would be an entirely different story then.
And a happy birthday to wong seng, which at this hour would be yesterday.
That would be four more sleepless nights if you please.