Drowning In Melancholy
Friday, May 9th, 2008
Lying awake, staring at the ceiling. The fan long broken stands still; unaffected by the havoc world outside my window. I wonder. If this fan can speak, what will be his first phrase? Then I chuckled. Thinking “He must be mad for leaving him unfixed”. Then I turn over and look at my air conditioner. Its too cold. I’m forced to cuddle in this thick blanket. Its uncomfortable. Then I turn over to my pc…shes turning on on herself again. Probably its already 3 am. Thats when she’s in maintenance mode. Doing virus scan, updates, defragmenting and many other things she feels necessary. I smile at her, saying in my heart, “Good girl”. Hearing the casing fans buzzing and hard disks spinning sends me to a kind of trance. It’s like a lullaby. “Its already 3, go to bed darling, tomorrow’s another day” she sangs. Then I feel chill on my neck. Ahh.. its that day again. The 6 ghost are here again. Theres 6 ghost in my room, they don’t usually disturb me but the really love to tease my friends. So I close my eyes, whispering “Its a long day, let me rest tonight okay?”. They understands, they’re gone. I grab my phone, set the alarm and run through the recent calls list. Zero incoming calls, zero outgoing calls since 2 days ago. Then I check my credit, RM28, expiring next week. I remember topping up RM30 earlier this month, but RM2 per month? What am I? A baby? And then I spend the rest of the night surfing 3g, downloads some java games. Until my credit reach RM 3.
Antisocial Sucks! Don’t be like me. Its hard to fix.