Had dinner with weiya just now. A bit… strange wor…
I have not seen her for quite some time. But then, she was like… in some faraway land sometimes… It just felt strange. Maybe she had some unspeakable things in her mind that she was going through. Hope she’s ok ba…
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Overall monday was alright. Had so much fun rerouting the cables all over the place. And had fun removing a hardware for repair. And had fun tracing dangling cables. And had fun fixing a loose cable. And had fun tightening screws.
So much fun for a day. What a monday.
KNS.
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Monday was a bad day for programming. I totally had no idea what I was doing in front of the computer. I was staring at it. Wrote something, and then negate that myself. WTH. It’s bad! It’s a total waste of time. That’s why I ended up doing those fun things that were described earlier.
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I don’t know, but having no expectations, make me a very cold person. That’s how I feel. But who cares how I feel?
Who cares if I knock my leg against the hard edge of the engine compartment? Who cares if I start feeling numb on my knees? Who cares if I am hurt?
No one. Despite that, I will go on. I am strong. I believe I am.
Initially I wanted to sleep, but then, after thinking for a while, I want to play some piano instead. Damn it.
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After thinking through again, I think I shall only play abit of piano. Then sleep.
Yeah, timing is not important. Who cares what time I play piano, what time I sleep, what time I eat. Who cares whose timing?
The key… is never about time.
Never mind. No one understands. That’s absolutely normal for messages that are passed by me.