monday morning events a few weeks back: I look haggard, my friends ask me if i didn't get enough sleep last night .. i lie first.. i say yes i didn't I am at my desk working and suddenly remember that it was probably Dudey's feeding time so i open up farmville. My heart skips a beat coz FV tells me Dudey has run away coz i didn't feed him on time, and i was unnecessarily upset. Farmville fans and my close friends will know exactly what i am talking about... back tracking a bit sunday night: i brave myself up to see yet another dog movie recommended by a fellow dog lover. I swore to god i am not watching a dog movie after 'Marley & me' but there is no way you can resist something like that... so the movie is reeling and my tear ducts draining.... i cry my way through the movie as was expected... and i go to work the next day looking like what i described. monday morning again: Friends ask "why the hell do you do this to yourself?" and i have no answ
My attempt to cherish things that matter. Oh and of course, world peace!