This was last night:

It is exactly 1.24 am and I am trying real hard to stay awake. I am deeply affected by the ennui of such a solitary night, permeated with this dark and sombre hue. I am struggling, in a tangled effort to build a construct of incandescent words, but my thoughts were never idiosyncratic to begin with. I have been expecting for a serendipitous outburst, but my mind is too riotously denying, and I cease the overflow of the unforeseen emotions. Nonetheless, the very truth is, I am shackled by memories of some whom I have yet to grant anathema upon. I am a contradiction, and I am distant. But my very being is vulnerable, and I need to be saved. I will not revile the hands that reach out to succour, I will embrace them. I will, because I am human.

Ahh nemui des.

This is today:

Lah Ahmad left VE. (I'm saying this casually to hide my disappointment)
And the Lah Ahmad almost lookalike is a friggin cheapskate. Berkira amat sih lo Sugeng.