I shouldn't be writing this late at night. But yeah, another sleepless night. =S Am I turning nocturnal? Hmm. Perhaps. Considering the time sun sets here, like 430pm, hello? Day without sun is darn depressing. (So enjoy your sun over there! Don't complain!) Maybe this ever-gloomy environment is getting me so demotivated. I wish i could have this passion/motivation ignited at a snap of my fingers. No, I should wish for something better. Like, a well-written intro with a word count showing 3000 at the end of the taskbar, when I *click*. Anyway, I've reached my target today. There, *points at word count* word count: 888! (Nevermind those citations that account for most of the word count.) I decided to stop here. Hoping this auspicious number could bring me luck, or power to continue.
The moral of the story? People turn superstitious when they are in desperation.
haha don't worry. better than me. current word count, zero.
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