Hello world. (or the few that read this)

After a very long time, I see no happiness in writing this. -.-

But I'm very glad for the little things in life such as returning home at 730pm. SEVEN-THIRTY! To me that's like a week off. And to tell you the truth I missed the hustle and bustle of the evening. I particularly enjoyed coming out of the station to see the local pasar malam up and running. The smells just bring back a vague memory of a life recently missed. "No money, No life" they say.

And I managed to finally sleep for once. Genuinely catch up on sleep. That thing I do from 3am to 7am with my eyes closed while lying on my bed is called "resting"

Dictionary says, " to cease work or movement in order to relax."

And Sleeping is, "to take the rest afforded by a suspension of voluntary bodily functions and the natural suspension, complete or partial, of consciousness; cease being awake."

See the difference. SEE!!! SEE!!!

Oh well, not exactly a post I would like to put up as a returning post but then again, I never was a man of many words. Even if i was you would hear straight from me, not some dinky webspace.

-Cheers.