Alt+F4. Alt+F4. Disconnect. Start. U. U.
2:03 AM.
Screw this. I
am still up. It's been hours since I've been off of the freaking PC and
look, I am still up. Not because I can't sleep as I usually do it in the
morning; definitely, no. I just am. No questions asked.
Okay, so maybe not.
As
I was blog hopping hours earlier, I came across fallencritic. I am very
much a fan of this girl (plus Jessica and Chico) so I started checking
out her sites. Add to that being the frustrated journalist that I am, I
began indulging myself by reading most of the entries she had posted.
And then I saw this—something to scare you off.
I
can hardly understand what the entry was about, the layout was black and
the post was written in black, which got me more interested. Thinking
it was a political writing of some sort, I highlighted the page to be
able to read through the text.
Bad idea.
Turned out the
post was about some urban legend I'd rather not talk about (scary
stories on wee hours of the morning, anyone?). I instantly closed the
window, turned off the PC, and went to bed. Never in my imagination did I
think it would be literally scary.
It
may sound funny but seriously, I do have low tolerance when it comes to
morbid err scary stuffs like these. And that's the reason why I seldom watch
horror movies. The story gets stuck on my head for weeks, I remember
scenes from the movie so well, and sometimes, even imagine those
freaking creatures in the most unexpected places.
Which, also, probably explains the reason I am still up right now.
4:51 AM.
It
has almost been three hours. Three hours, and yet my eyes are still
wide awake. Gah. It'll probably take time before my mind drifts into
oblivion again.
So yeah. Hello, sunshine.
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