Isn't life totally fair to have you sleep when you're not supposed to and keep you up when you desperately want to sleep? I can't believe I'm without the slightest trace of drowsiness at three AM (in the morning... AM ≠ after morning). Listening to Pavarotti and Mirella Freni's Madama Butterfly now. Chuan En insists on a fresh experience on that day itself, and is basically staying away from everything Butterfly, even when I told him he might miss the action (like I did in Turandot with Mr Wong) from craning his neck to see the surtitles (not an error, translations are shown on top in opera, so it's sur-, not sub-). Oh well, I won't stop him. As long as he doesn't bug me and ask every few seconds what did they just do. I'll kill him the moment they announce intermission.
4.30AM now. Still no sign of sleepiness. Oh man, what'll I do later if I wake up at 12 noon?
Oh yeah. As soon as I save enough money I'll get a 6GB iPod Mini. My Zen is causing endless problems. And I have the comfort of using iTunes as my media software, which I'm of course most familiar and comfortable with. Probably by the end of the year then. If I'm smart enough.
orchestrated by Renhao at 4:34:00 am
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