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When I was in secondary school, I always have this small dream of working in the city. I will be wearing a suit, driving sports car, taking a tea break at starbuck or having a quick lunch in restaurants.

I still don’t mind doing all this but if given a choice I wouldn’t want to wear a suit everyday. One can’t help but to agree that wearing a suit look real cool especially when you have a good figure.

I will probably wear this meeting a important client or date.

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Other than that this will be good enough, after all I am in the creative industry.

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A group of bloodthirsty ants are attracted to rotten flesh
With an expressionless face
I watch the lonely scenery
Losing you
Love and hate start to become clear
Losing you
What else is there to care about?
When a dove no longer symbolises peace
I’m eventually reminded
That they are vultures feeding in the public square
I use a beautiful rhyme
To describe love being robbed

Oh
The dark clouds begin to cover
The colour of the night is not clean
In the park
The echo of the funeral
Flying in the boundless sky
The white rose
I gave you
Withered in the pure black surroundings
The crow is peculiarly very silent on the tree branch
Silently listening
My black overcoat
Wants to warm you up
The memories that are day-by-day becoming colder
Walk past
Walk past
The life
Oh
Hazy fog is all around
I am at the vast and boundless cemetery
I’ll still love you when I’m old

I play for you Chopin’s Nocturnes
Commemorating my dead love
The same sound as the night winds
Heart breaking sounds good
My hand strikes the keyboard lightly
The recollections I gave are very careful
The place you are buried at is called The Other World

I play for you Chopin’s Nocturnes
Commemorating my dead love
And I conceal my identity for you
Playing the piano under the moon
The feeling and response I have towards your heartbeat
It is still so warm and intimate
I miss that bright red lipstick of yours

Those dragonflies with broken wings
Scatter down onto this forest
And my eyes
Have not a single shred of sympathy
Losing you
Tears are unclear
Losing you
Even my smile has a shadow
The wind at the rooftop grown full of moss
Jeers at my sadness
Like a dry well without water
I use a sad but beautiful font
To describe that love that is too late to regret


Abercrombie and Fitch produce what I felt, the best cutting t shirt for ladies. While the guy’s version looks pretty normal and plain. If I got enough cash, I will buy all the collection they have for my future girlfriend. (I think that will be quite some time, hopefully they still make nice t shirt by then.). Anyway let’s take a look at some of their collections.

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Do you realise that the t shirts is cut in such a way that only ladies in a better shape is able to wear it nicely? Don’t hate them for forgetting the out of shape ladies. Well nowadays most of ladies are in a very good shape, therefore it will make more economic sense targeting this group of people, and furthermore this also attribute to their branding.

 


I am getting very frustrated with my work. The input that I put in is not equals to the output. This is what some will call inefficient. So let me attempt to solve this program using a programmer mindset.

The problem
Spending too much time for a project and not getting the desire outcome
Unmotivated
Distracted easily

Cause
Lacking of project management
Lacking of disciple
Lacking of a clear goal

Solution
List out the goal and objective of every project
List out long term goal
Concentrate for 40mins and take 20 minutes break each project
Seek help and research


I slept at 6pm yesterday with the thought of waking up at 8pm.I did wake up at 8 but the other 8. 8am. It was refreshing consider that I was seriously overwork. I am begining to feel lethargy with my work.

It was refreshing. On my way to work I began to thing of issue in my life. My relationship with her began to pop out in my mind. I began to think of friends telling me to let go of her, she herself telling me to let go of her. It’s hard; she’s just part of me. She’s just like my hands. It’s not easily to get back to your normal life after losing both hands. But this morning I thought, ya its time I should do that, greater things and destiny are waiting for me.


Anyone want to date me for a cup of coffee at black canyon? It has been some time since I went there and has moved.

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Haha i once thought that the liquid inside the small transparent cup was liquid sugar, only to find out it was actually tea.