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Usually have a lot of things to say. Just no mood to blog. =x
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You know those days where you’re so asleep and find it impossible to wake up, even when the mum’s shouting, the alarm’s ringing, the handphone’s calling, the grass cutter’s singing, the birds’ chirping, the lightnings’ striking, and whatever noises you can imagine?
Well today’s not like that. I went to sleep at 1am because I wanted to wake early at 830am. But I just woke up and woke up throughout the night, having weird (non morbid!) dreams. I woke at 230, 4, 615 and I just lied on the bed till it was 8. And I was up. I don’t feel tired right now, but I bet I will feeeeeel something later. Ok, heading out to NUS for soccer. Let's hope the weather's nice and all. triggering Mr Ng HS |
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