The Refusal Nights
At the night like this, the only sounds that you can hear is your own breath. Quiet. Peaceful. Tranquil. Not much words can define the state of emotion that I am going through now. Occasionally I will have the guests the form of screeching tires having to hit the brake as they came close to the speed bump. What makes the lonely night like this scarier is none than the mid of the Hungry Ghost festival.
Burning the midnight oil, these college students will stay up late. Either they believe that they could concentrate well at night while the other busy entertaining themselves through gaming or just simply mamak-ing at night. What else to do then to kill time. Students have plenty of time, and that what everyone says. During these nights, I refused to sleep because I been through hell compiling and coding. Or was it just a part of the excitement to finish the game that I was playing. Either way, it was a choice. I refuse to sleep.
The transition from college to the marketplace. Some called it to face the world. In the end, we still come back to the same point. The nights I had to refuse to sleep due to the work commitment. When I have a tender to submit the next day, I would been burning the midnight oil. Sleep has become a luxury. Less sleeping hours was norm. Why to such extend? Malaysians do things at the very 11th hour. The longer one procrastinate, the more delay we will be. We put things off until that very moment. A very good example is when comes the time for the EPF e-Filing.
And then there are those insomnia. These are just freaking sicko. They got nothing to do with choice when it comes to sleep.
Insomnia
Now, I just refuse to sleep. I just want to stare into the deep black skies. Perhaps I could do the same in my pitch black bedroom when the light were out. It just the same, perhaps.
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