Hi there!

No picture, I'm as tired as those who worked for IT fair.
Not enough sleep, brain cells killed while helping out for a few stuffs when I got back home. Well, it feels good when you know you can help people in certain areas!

Anyway, it beats me, I've no idea why actually I have been thinking and even nothing is done at the moment, I am afraid that the fact of good thing is gonna come will be gone again. Sometimes, some things are just too attractive and I feel inferior. I could say, that is still this special compartment being filled and if I don't care, I wouldn't have been thinking and trying to figure out that few pieces of stuffs that came by.

In short,
I do care but I hope, you could trust me in this and this is amazingly magical 'cos I have no idea why, but the feeling (should be a good one) is flowing back.

MC Meeting minutes to be done tomorrow.
Dead, tired.