Sleepless

If you happen to notice, you may be wondering what on earth am I doing at this hour. Hmm, I myself am not sure. Must be the after-effects of virtual knife combat and markmanship with Ken Toh. Both of us experimented with many programs of that

game before finally successfully setting up an internet server. Took a well-deserved night (or rather morning) bath before clearing my cluttered room. Now I am left alone, with no one online. Have looked through all of my friends' blog twice or thrice already. Even the Desert Rose is soundly asleep

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Thankfully, I did not make a fool of myself in front of her today, despite my clammy hands spilling potato extract all over my pants. It managed to evaporate, though now my pants smell like potato, together with previous battle-scars from the chem lab. How silly am I. Does she even care?Yet everyone is beautiful in some way, and she must be really someone unique to have my focus for so long. Finally, I typed myself sleepy. Abba, let the Desert Rose have a pleasant sleep, .....