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    Wednesday, January 05, 2005

    Fighting Demons

    I run as fast as I can into the unobstructed bare land in front of me. I have disregarded the common path lest it's a trap to lead me to none other than my nemesis. I feel the intensity of darkness grow as the light around me dims. It becomes so dark and chilly, it likens a monster's mouth swallowing me up. I grow weaker as I attempt to resist the evil. The shrill cackle rings beside my ear screeching, "You can't run away from mmmmmmeeeeeeeee....."

    I try to cover my ears but I'm suddenly knocked over by an unknown force. The next thing I know, I'm falling into a very deep trench.... falling.....

    Then I wake up.

    These days, I'm a warrior princess. I've been fighting the sleep demon almost everyday. With a weather like that (read: cloudy, cold and sometimes rainy) , it's hard not to want sleep, all the time. The temptation of cuddling under the covers instead of having to beat the lethargy and laziness while carrying out the daily tasks is far too strong to resist sometimes.

    Unfortunately for me, school has already started (dammit) and I have no choice but to fight this demon that's sucking the life out of me with all that I've got. And it's seriously not helping that my lecturers are already being so long-winded on the first day of school. One was especially bad that the only thing I can remember from that lecture was looking at my nails and wondering what colour I should paint them.

    Oh dear. I have a bad feeling about this semester....



    [Time of Confession] 9:51 AM
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