Letih.

The night is still.

The road below as I peek over the window looks a bit deserted. Guess everybody else is at home, watching Ugly Betty maybe.

Silence.

Only sound heard is the tapping of my keyboard. Furiously.

At this hour, only me and Malik left. Me at the other side, he at the other side. He have a paper to write too. At least I have companion should I become scared or something. But at the situation I'm always in, I couldn't care less or don't even have time to think about other thing that roams the earth.

But I sure do have time to blog. It's like, my drug during hypertension.

Sigh.

Have been like this for so many nights.

ARGH. I'M SO FED UP.