When You Have Nothing To Do With Your Hands

Woot! Woot! Woot!

I fucking have nails now, dammit!

I haven't bitten my nails, though I have to admit that there were times I SOOOO wanted to mow them down. I'm just glad that I didn't. Now I'm damned proud that I have nails. Imagine living over a decade with no visible nails until now.

It's nice to scratch an itch with nails. I am able to open canned drinks almost by myself now, without foreign help, be it a friend or a coin or a spoon. WIth nails, I can now peel off the scabs of my rollerblading wounds more meticulously. Haha!

It's always a good idea to let my hands wander around spare pieces of paper. 'Wander around spare pieces of paper'. I forgot who came up with the clause. But I know that ever since, it's just been stuck in my head. So instead of saying you like to draw/sketch/doodle, say you like to let your hands wander around spare pieces of paper instead.

Don't you see you it paints a picture in your head?

I remember my very first day at Nanyang Polytechnic: the exercise was to modify simple geometric shapes into something completely different, followed by a group sharing session.

So I had this comet thingy I modified from a circle. The lecturer, Jiunn, pointed it out to the class and most said it was a comet. Just 'comet'. Bit boring, isn't it? So is it a comet? the lecturer asked.

“Well, I was thinking it's more like a falling rock from outer space,”

See? How it paints a picture in your head? Instead of 'comet'. No room for imagination leh...

So anyways, as I 'wandered', I kinda sketched a cat.



I love my ballpoint pen to bits! I really only use my ballpoint pen for anything and everything.

Love the cat though she's without ears. Haha! Well, without ears you could still tell it's a cat what...

Moving on, I've always said that I couldn't stay ten seconds on a Sudoku puzzle. I'm just not a big fan of numbers, much like how I can't really do maths now.

The other day, Idil was asking me what's 18+9. For a moment, I just went blank, unable to come up with an answer. You can say it was a himbo moment lah, huh. The answer's 20-freaking-7, anyways.

Therefore up until a week or so ago, I've never touched or even laid eyes on a Sudoku puzzle. All thanks to Idil who introduced me to the 'fun game'. I had sworn that I could never complete one puzzle by myself. I had firmly believed that I could never be able to stay on it for over ten seconds.

Guess I was wrong. Never speak so surely so early.

Sure, Sudoku is nothing about maths. Just reason and logic. But still, the numbers are intimidating enough, right?

So today, I thought, why not make Sudoku creative? It's kinda drab and boring just filling in squares with numbers, isn't it?

I decided to draw in the numbers instead. Whoever said Sudoku is boring so deserves to eat their words, shit it out, and eat it back in some more.



Oh yes, and that hair today!!!


P.S. Of course I had worn a cap out lah... And the tee reads 'Hates Pink', for your very curious mind. Hiak hiak!...