woke up at an unearthly 9am plus today (yes! 9am is unearthly for me..esp after the many days of sleepless events...) tot i could sleep well yest...but something keeps filling my mind...despite the tired body...the mental thoughts kept me awake...i think i barely caught a glimpse of deep sleep until 6am...

perhaps i'm thinking too much again...a relapse of 胡思乱想...

i should be trying to get some more sleep sometime in the noon bah...and tmr...shall try tiring myself out...

i hate to think...i hate to infer...why can't the world be more direct? why must it be so implicitly portrayed that everything doesn't seem certain?



喜欢与不喜欢...is it really that hard to tell?