Taking a break from logic and reason. This section contains shallow thoughts and ridiculous commentaries— that do not always come from my own brainlessness. Read these entries with caution and it is best to forget about them immediately after reading because their contents will be of no use to you. Do not bill me for brain storage and undesired memories.
So I just got off the phone with a friend who works at the organisation that I recently wrote about. He was asking for details about what exactly happened because his higher-ups, who apparently came across that post, felt bad after reading it.
But what the hell do their people do? They tell us that it's OK to call an orange an apple, and a mango a banana split. And when you tell them to call an orange what it is, they let the frigging grammar Nazi in you run berserk.
Fact is: if you're reading this and your only source of information is this media man's network or a certain hotdog vendor, then you don't know shit.
I'm not normal. I don't have weekends. When I was still in school, understanably, I looked forward to Fridays and rued Monday mornings. These days, every day is just another cycle of waking up, booting up, eating, working, snacking, working some more, then going back to bed.