eiremoi is me, three-quarters of the time.










kaka(not the footballer)
green tea
holidays
sleep
14 feb 2010
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insomnia for the time

i cant help but smile
my footsteps feel so small and insignificant
teteering down steps and seeing things which are strange to me
but perfectly normal otherwise
its interesting how ur perspective changes once u spend the night in a household full of boys.
men.
tak kesahlah.
i see uncountable boots and shoes.
the house is neat.
old enough, but u can't really tell until the host tells u its old.
polite warmness.
the feeling of being taken care of.
or being in safe hands, so to speak.
roomfuls of boys toys. computers. xboxes.
the kitchen smells of malay cooking, as in any student household.
loud sounds from bedrooms.
of boys having lengthy discussions.
and of football on the telly.
evrything is completely alien to me.
yet i feel completely at home all of a sudden.
yoikes.
what has gotten into me?