Blog therapy in process.
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Tired and worn. But what can I say?

Been rushing my project till 4.30am this morning, followed by a rather intensive and extensive discussion with my lecturer with regards to the future of us designers. After that, i returned home for dinner and just when i thought i could get my well deserved rest, i was mistaken.

Someone called,
put me thru some rather distressing moments,
rendered me disturbed
and left sleepless.

Hmm.. Shit happens.

My heart hurts. Literally. Perhaps all that mental affliction generated a tangible level of electronic pulse to jolt my cardiac organ to reality.

Where art my fairytale world? Perhaps little red riding hood killed her granny, alice has some serious bout of hallucinations, and the three little pigs were experimenting with some unconventional system of air-conditioning? Alas, every dreamer has to be waken, else be issued a death certification.

Sigh...



Hey! don't close the lid, i'm still blogging!

bob