There must be some days when you just wake up with an 'Information Desk' sign stuck across your forehead.
When you get pass your days making minimal contact to strangers, having five approach you consecutively in one single morning is enough to make you wonder if maybe your dark blue windbreaker doesn't make you look like a Tube security personnel. And the best part? There's only one line, in one direction on that one platform.
So anyway I've come to the conclusion that us humans are forever thinking about running away to another planet when Earth finally fails us. But in actuality, we fled to Earth... from Mars! *nods seriously* That would totally explain the history of water existence on Mars and the asteroid killing the dinosaurs theory (that would be our spacecraft landing on Earth). woooahhh... that's the answer to life right there.
Well, yes, I do suffer from lack of sleep. Why do you ask?
Tuesday, April 6
Sunday, March 7
Wednesday, March 3
Sometimes I go... Huh?
The best part of my try out. I don't like to fail. Failures look ugly.
I want to make beautiful.
but then ugly is a lazy thing.
They say you reap what you sow. But the packet of beans I bought doesn't say how many beans I have to sow before I grow a giant bean stalk.
Saturday, February 27
of failed projects and which matters more?
tragic tragic handling of project management. I spent all my time on Sony and my job and instead and guess what? We didn't get shortlisted for Sony, I got a pay cut on my job for being slow, and I seriously hope I get at least a passing grade for Mac's brief. (T_T) That bad.
Saturday, February 20
Fractures from Anxiety
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