Think

Gone were the days when I could speak blatantly, when I could earn myself a nickname that I don't really approve nor liked. Now, everytime before I string a sentence, I will take a look at the particular seafood that likes to move in a very awkard manner, over the shoulders (at least I don't need to deal with starfish) and give the sentence a make over. It's just amazing how a simple thing needs to be put across in a extra super duper indirect way. Sometime I wonder it such habit will grow one me and somehow prevent me from getting senile in the not so near future.

Tester's Final Words

Your slope.... no good....... stalled engine.

Parrallel parking............... forgot to signal and check blindspot.

U-turn....... a bit slow........

Silence..............................,,.

After this, go over to next door and watch the video.

24 days and counting.......

I wonder how is it like to nua at home with nothing to do and nothing to keep you occupied? I guess I won't have the chance any time soon. But it seems that nuaing can drive people to extreme boredom. As if I really don't know who wrote those things on my tag board.