Once upon a time, there was this girl, KhengSu who decided that it would be nice to accompany and to keep this guy, FengZhen who was away in battle, awake. See, he was on duty to be the nightguard for that insignificant night. Obviously, he’s suppose to keep an eye on his other mates while they rest in their campsite.

It was going to be a long, long month. With their only needed guidance, “The Art of War” which is the oldest military literary work done by the famous Chinese philosopher, Sun Tzu, they had planned to start with propagandas, ambushes, attacks. The air that night was unbearably humid. All heads were drenched in sweat. But even with each eyelids closed, all minds were only thinking of one thing for the end of all this,.. Survival.

To be in the protective arms of their parents who brought them into this violent world. To smell the sweet fragrance of freesia radiating from their wives hair. To hear adorably annoying rantings after rantings from their children seen six devastating months ago. And most importantly,
To feel the cool, rejuvenating, refreshing, revitalizing breeze from THEIR HOUSE AIR-CON.

What a spoiler:B

And back in her comfortable home, KhengSu awaits with pure, excruxiating anxiety for FengZhen’s reply as she slowly regrets her doings of deleting his latest sent sms convincing her that he would not and could not sleep because (reason too retarded to post). Because deep down, she was ultimately positive that he fell asleep.

AND HE DID.

$%$#!@&^$

The end.


i know. this is a really, really weird and gay post. I know. I know. But KhengSu figured she would probably have to stay up pretty late since she planned to accompany FengZhen the night so she asked me to accompany her as well, to keep her awake. I think i'm doing a pretty good job, huh? :)

However, KhengSu is on the verge of deciding to slit her wrists because she failed to keep FengZhen awake. Who knows what might happen with him not awake. Early signs from the enemy's ambush who has forseen early plannings of the good guys, carelessly ignored.

Stupid FengZhen. Now he make me do this. I'm the ones who's suppose to fall asleep with my phone. Not you. Without air-con. or blanket. or. PILLOW. Oh well :/

Have an awesome time, scouts.
Enjoy yourself, FengZhen.

The end of the end.

i will arise and go now, and go to my bedroom,
and a small bed lay there, of wood and matress made;
one soft toy row i will have there, a spot for pooh bear,
and sleep alone with in the hum-loud of the air-con.. glade?
(taken and modified from the first stanza of The Lake Isle of Innesfree)