I say red, you say blue.

My first real, deep sleep (cukup 7 jam weyh. yay.) since Alex, and I dreamt that I killed 2 people with an axe.
Their severed limbs and abdomens were piled on a corner somewhere, one on top of another, bloody and naked. Like a chopped up unwashed pieces of chicken. There were two bloody axes and I was sure one of them was mine.

Other than a really descriptive image of the bodies (wide blank eyes and everything), four things really stuck to me.

1. I kept falling down for some fucking reason, and people I would have never expected to help me in real life, kept lifting me up and pushing me to run faster.
2. There was a riot, and people were running downstairs, but I was running in the opposite direction. I was confused at first, but after a while a frantic need to find someone came to me.
But when I did find him, I felt stuck and suffocated.
3. I was hugging someone and I didn't want to let go, because it felt like whoever it was I was hugging would float away and leave me.
I did let go and then I was alone.
4. I felt really good knowing that two people are dead because of me. What a nice way to die, I thought, by my hands and axe. The mad power I felt when I found out I could turn a human being into segments like broken mannequins guiltlessly, was really cool.


That was my last good sleep. Now I'm back to 4 hours at night, and an hour at day.
Mehh.


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I'm still fresh from Cambodia. I practically stink of it. And I'm wearing it too. Cool flowy summer pants, you are my pot of gold.

Cambodia was:
1. HOT (pantat. aku hangus.) but lacking hot GUYS.
2. beautiful, amazing, breathlessly magical. The Angkor Wat, that is. For freaks who love ancient historic structures like me, you should not die before visiting it. And for photography freaks too.
3. reminiscent of India and Egypt.
4. fun and just what I needed after 10 months of crap.

I wouldn't go back anytime soon but I would go back.
With a good camera, lots of sunblock and giant brimmed hats.


Terengganu bliss was short lived, but starting from the day after tomorrow my real summer Terengganu holiday begins.
Just now was its commencing feast, which consisted of ayam tandoori, chapati, roti canai telur, teh o ais limau, ayam kari, dhal, puyuh goreng and half a tembikai.

Bila Ika dah bernafsu dan gelojoh.


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Time is the greatest trickster I've known. A week feels as long as 3 months, and an hour feels as short as 10 minutes.

I should buy a new watch.

I should rob Kinokuniya too.


ika.

Current mood: scandalous
Listening to: Aku Skandal