flashbacks from my past i kinda fancy. only don't bother lecturing me on the composition or lighting or the subject or the such, hor. if i like means i like means i like. i catch no ball, but the main thing really is- i don't wanna catch the ball. err.. get it? any efforts in doing so would only prove futile and entirely maddening for the stubborn ones cos the only thing you'd get in return is yana turning a blind eye and deaf ear AND faking a dumb expression: just so you can taste my boredom and feel my indifference.

its a full sensory experience -_- har. har.

i have to date ordered 5 knick knacks from sprees. this can't be good.

i have not planned for next week's work.

if i spend 6 hours doing my work starting from now with no breaks (or internet-hah!), i might be done, right? right?