not lazy but juz very demotivated to bac to work, very reluctant to drag myself out from home to airport n put my ass on the aircraft seat n juz in 45 mins time i will be at the familiar yet strange changi airport. as usual take a cab n "uncle pasir ris drive 6 please" n bac n "hi aunty uncle i'm bac how r u i m good holiday is fun (but work sux)" "hi dust in s'pore room i m bac to make u disappear again" the room just exhale a melancholy breath of emptiness. "hi hamster don come out from ur cage again if not i gonna move house happy?" it only looks cute when it is locked n looks grumpy... So much pretty things happen that i should be happy about, so glamorous, oh y still this emotion mulling over as ever?
"I don't want to achieve immortality through my work...I want to achieve it by not dying."
— Woody Allen
ya, just wan to survive.