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Permalink: http://escapist5.blogspot.com/2007/01/mental-health-hazards.htmlHave been sleeping too much that I feel as dumb as a guy who has had half of his brain munched away by a tree worm. It's kind of boring here in the neighbourhood, to begin with. Still the old place I knew. So much, yet nothing much has changed.
For starters, the haggard old man downstairs is still faithfully puffing on a stick of fag every hour. I feel so like greeting him, "Howdy! Doing fine? How's your lung cancer progressing?" To which he'll probably reply with more than a dry grunt and an angry glint.
Then, there's this friendly new guy upstairs - a fervent believer of the best-seller "93 Reasons Why You Should Not Oversleep". The thoughtful lad makes enough noise every afternoon - enough to bring a cemetry to live, or at least just to wake up hopeless, nothing-better-to-do sleeping bums like me who indulge in a three-hour afternoon nap on top of a regular sleep at night.
In the meantime, nearby on a hill slope where a tertiary forest used to grow, an ongoing effort to completely deforest the island is progressing quite smoothly. Trees were chopped down only to make way for the fancy, high-class semi-detached houses soon to be owned by upper-middle-classmen. "Hey, Ah Beng. A couple of century-old trees used to grow over where I place the welcoming mat now. Do you know how much it took to turn the spot into this porch?" I'd expect Datuk Adam to boast during his house-warming party.
Oh, then, a couple of trees in our area were gone too. The folks were rudely waken up one morning by the dazzling morning sunlight; because the trees in the back yard suddenly went missing. The local committee held a meeting concerning this matter and concluded it to be the prank of the rampaging orcs who go on a tree-chopping frenzy every other night. They used to live peacefully until thier orcish camp got razed by the local developer. Talks on compensation are going between the orcish chieftain and the local council.
Geez. I'm so sick of this place. Remind me to consult the guys in the students affairs department regarding what constitutes mental health hazards and discuss the possibility of working the circumstances to my financial benefit with the National Health Insurance. Well, I can't tell them that I'm feeling sick because of oversleep, that's for sure.
For starters, the haggard old man downstairs is still faithfully puffing on a stick of fag every hour. I feel so like greeting him, "Howdy! Doing fine? How's your lung cancer progressing?" To which he'll probably reply with more than a dry grunt and an angry glint.
Then, there's this friendly new guy upstairs - a fervent believer of the best-seller "93 Reasons Why You Should Not Oversleep". The thoughtful lad makes enough noise every afternoon - enough to bring a cemetry to live, or at least just to wake up hopeless, nothing-better-to-do sleeping bums like me who indulge in a three-hour afternoon nap on top of a regular sleep at night.
In the meantime, nearby on a hill slope where a tertiary forest used to grow, an ongoing effort to completely deforest the island is progressing quite smoothly. Trees were chopped down only to make way for the fancy, high-class semi-detached houses soon to be owned by upper-middle-classmen. "Hey, Ah Beng. A couple of century-old trees used to grow over where I place the welcoming mat now. Do you know how much it took to turn the spot into this porch?" I'd expect Datuk Adam to boast during his house-warming party.
Oh, then, a couple of trees in our area were gone too. The folks were rudely waken up one morning by the dazzling morning sunlight; because the trees in the back yard suddenly went missing. The local committee held a meeting concerning this matter and concluded it to be the prank of the rampaging orcs who go on a tree-chopping frenzy every other night. They used to live peacefully until thier orcish camp got razed by the local developer. Talks on compensation are going between the orcish chieftain and the local council.
Geez. I'm so sick of this place. Remind me to consult the guys in the students affairs department regarding what constitutes mental health hazards and discuss the possibility of working the circumstances to my financial benefit with the National Health Insurance. Well, I can't tell them that I'm feeling sick because of oversleep, that's for sure.
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