This would be a most appropriate time for me to call for my Muse.

But he doesn't own a handphone, lah.

*weakly fends off derisive jabs exclamations of "Wah lau, don't be corny, leh."*

I can't sleep, I don't feel like studying and it's too late at night to put on QOTSA at a decent listenable volume.

I can't even pick up a non-school book to read these days, without feeling guilty. Work is never really finished, it's just a matter of how long you want to put off doing it.

I can't write either. But the tutors so far appreciate the concise nature of my work.