Blurry.

Everyone is changing,
There's no one left that's real.
So make up your own ending,
Then tell me how you feel.
'Cause I am so lost up without you,
I cannot live at all,
My whole world surrounds you,
I stumble; then I crawl.

You could be my someone
You could be my scene
Know that I will save you
From all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it in my face
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
Well, you shoved it in my face
This pain you gave to me











The only beauty that I face in this daily offering;
Would be the heart to feel.
Even if it's joy or pain,
It's better than being dead.

Plain Thoughts.

The shoreline looks attractive,
As it drags its own waves back everytime it hits it.
Always moving forth,
Then retreating back into its hidden beauty.

As others sit by the beach,
Lost in the cloud of love,
Some running around, tripping into the soft sand,
Some watching others, whilst keeping their silence.

The waves swallow the pain I cry,
The waves washes away the tears I shed,
The waves brings me away,
The waves swallows me to my death.

Lost in the sea, impossible to find,
Over time, and time again,
Break my bones,
Yet the waves swallow the pain I cry.

Come, and take my hand,
Whoever you may be.
Show me the life I once had,
Show me who I once were to be.

Show me the light that once shone,
Show me the reason why we think,
Tell me, why were my thoughts shoved?
Pull me through this chaos, with a blink.











Even if the problem persists,
Enourmous, like the universe, or small, like a pulp.
Even if there's no turning back,
Just remember to keep your head up..

Spending My Off Day.

Of course, I had to do stuff at the store, which took me about 6 hours to finish up at least half of it. But then again, I don't mind. I consider it a small favour compared to what work really is?

I don't mind, anyway.

But here I am, at Starbucks Ikano, doing my studies for my coffee test thingy. Not to say that I'm taking it seriously, but I find it interesting. Of course, anything that works more than 1 way, I tend to find it interesting.

Here's an obscene fact, but did you know that sex actually halt acne growing activities?

Wikipedia's the bomb, dowwww.











Hoho. Tomorrow's the last day of the puasa-ing season for the Muslims, so I would like to wish everybody a Happy Hari Raya. I doubt I'll be conscious enough to blog about that after midnight tomorrow....hoho..

It'll be interesting to watch things back to normal at the store, and everywhere else. At least when I want to pay for my samans, I don't need to go at certain times to visit the dear policeman. Hohohoho.

Uhhh ... Wheeeeeeeeee XD

Oooowheeee...

Finally, my eyes are red. I remember that most of my managers who are under major stress from the district managers/store managers would:

1) lack of sleep
2) just plain stress.

Now, I'm the one suffering from the lack of sleep. Right after my morning shift, I ran over to Starbucks SS2 and studied the Coffee & Tea Resource Manual which is kind of interesting yet confusing at times.

Oh my goodness

Well, let's just say that I'm getting prepared for whatever's coming in the future. Currently, I'm learning the basics that most of the baristas should know, and touching a little bit on what the District Coffee Masters would consider as basics, but not for those who are going for the Store Coffee Master.

Let's have a chart:

Store Coffee Master ---> District Coffee Master ---> Malaysian Coffee Ambassador

There we go. And I'm currently at..

Barista ---> Store Coffee Master.

Nearly there, at least.

waiting for my turn to take the test, then I'll be one step further in the job I never thought of being passionate for.

Terpassionated, I suppose.











And for espresso/beverage drinks, thanks to our little Art of Espresso class being held by Shukri and Nazmi in our bar last night, I managed to improve on my skill of steaming milk and achieving the good foam for cappucinos, and lattes.

Wwwwooooo.











Makes me want to steal a La Marzocco at times..

huhuhuhuhu..................











Okay goodnights. Is tired.











EOM is coming by ..................... wonderful.

The Journey Begins.

Don't mind me, but my journey has finally begun. After learning about customer service, what's on the menu board, nearly creating The Third Place, managing the partners on floor, and the Back of House work, I finally opened the Maintenance & Cleanliness Manual!

.. And then came the Coffee & Tea Resource Manual.

It began this week, and I've re-read to refresh my memory about the washing processes, regions of coffee productions, characteristics of different washing methods, etc.

And today, I branched off a little bit more.

Out of so many coffee species, if you are still new, you'd know that there are only 2 types of consumable coffee beans in the world. Which is wrong, because there are a total of 3 types.

Number 2, the Long Black that customer would order in Starbucks would be the Italian method of extracting as much as it can from the fine ground espresso beans through the espresso machine. But then again, if you search Long Black on wikipedia, as I have, it shows the Australian style of how they would do Long Black; where it is hot water, then the espresso shots on top, like a Machiato based-style espresso beverage.

The Long Black that we do, would be Lungo, by right.

Number 3, Ristretto shots, where most new baristas are not educated about this fine tasting espresso shot. Consider Ristretto shots the half of a normal shot of espresso. All the old timers in Starbucks would know about this, but it's sad to know that the new partners won't even bother about additional knowledge.












Also, I read not long ago that one of the top 100 jobs to have in the world is to be a Starbucks barista due to the benefits (medical included) received. I think the biggest benefits is that this job teaches you something that you can learn from, instead of it being a normal static job. If you were to work as a clerk, you do nothing but paper works, and scheduling your boss' schedule. As a barista, you get to learn about different types of coffee, and many many more.

I rest my case!

If you know what is the reason behind me studying the Coffee & Tea manual, good for you. But the problem is, what am I studying for?

The coffee master programme, or for my personal knowledge?

It's not wrong for the answer to be both, right?

:)

Even..

Even when the path is rough,
Just keep your head up.
Even when the truth hurts,
Just keep your head up.
Even when all seems lost at a new found land,
Just keep your head up.
Even when a strange deja vu happens again,
Just keep your head up.

Even if you're about to give up,
Just keep your head up.
Even if the wounds hurt,
Just keep your head up.
Even if your heart goes weak,
Just keep your head up.
Even if the fault of others makes you beserk,
Just keep your head up.

Even though the impossible arrives at a time,
Just keep your head up.
Even though you can't reach though you've stretched,
Just keep your head up.
Even though someone's trying to kill you,
Just keep your head up.
Even though you're down, but your spirit's there,
Just keep your head up.

Even if there's another road for you to take,
Just keep your head up.
Even if you suffered due to others,
Just keep your head up.
Even if the sun dims, but the moon is present,
Just keep your head up.
Even if you fail to soar amongst the skies,
Just keep your head up.











Make the best of whatever you do.
After all, we only live once.
Believe in no such thing as reincarnation,
Then only you'll set yourself free.

Hello.

What's immature would be if you had problems, or too many things to face or do, you would run away to somewhere really far.

What's the more matured thing to do, would be that you face and complete the things you're supposed to do.











What's the most immatured thing that you can do is to post up a blog like this....











But I'll just face it anyways. Sooner or later, we have to go through these sort of nonsensical stuff. Both studies, and at work.

Abnormality.

It is times like these where I am both frustrated, and calm.

Firstly, it is my Mid-Terms week, where tomorrow shall be my final day. But honestly, I couldn't care less.

Either it's too easy, or I think I'm not doing a good enough job to at least try and pass my subjects.

It's weird, honestly.

Or maybe I've already wrestled the subjects I'm about to face. It isn't much, really. My working experience added a major pluspoint to what I'm studying, therefore I am extremely thankful for that.

I've got Management Accounting 2 and Commercial Law to face. For this semester, I did not underestimate any of my subjects, and have completed any pending and future work up to date. It's about time management, I guess.

Then again, I find it critically dangerous to see myself sitting in the middle of the store during work (and off days, like today) helping out on some stuff. But finding myself flipping through pages of the maintenance manual and the coffee & tea beverage manual, that's something else.

ON my mid terms week











...... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH











And I'm still not worried. So who cares, man? I know I don't. Work tomorrow, yay!

Drugged.

How can I see,
When I'm blinded?
By those who surrounds me.

How does this work?
how does this feel?
I'm at a beserk.

And as I speak, I get weak.
When I surrender myself to others.
And as I breathe, I am free.
I may soar among the stars;
Only when I'm drugged..






.. Only when I'm drugged.

It' Surprising.

About how some people aren't able to stand by their words, stating their promises, so on and so forth.

It's amazing about how some people aren't who you think they'd turn out to be.











It's amazing how these thoughts remind me of who I once was, and how I have changed..











Sayonara..

Blind Man's Faith.

That's how things have been for me. Like how they say; go with the flow.

Nevertheless, I'm a happy little boy in KL, at the moment. Work's somewhat great, though it can be better, and life at college is surprisingly easy to pass, and to achieve standards.

Most importantly, I'm getting back onto the serious basics when it comes to music.

I've got my goals set. But to achieve them, is kind of .. hard.











Nevertheless, there's no stopping me. Just that I have to..... leave some things untouched.











And sometimes, it's better off to share your blessings with others. Nothing beats watching the smile on the faces of those who surrounds you..












Ooo! And I got myself a new pair of shoes for work. Kind of tore a minor hole in my wallet, but heck, it's my first somewhat formal pair of shoes. Not exactly that expensive either, but it fits the job, for the moment.

And Deception's on the movie screen.. It's suggested to be watched.. Hoho.. me likey-likey.

Just that don't mind the introduction or the first half of the movie... XD

Are you free tonight? ... XD

..mmhhmmmmmmmmm..

*Whistles*

And that's how it's supposed to be.











The constant hit of a snare rim keeps on ringing in my head;
haunted with an evil riff that won't stop.
It tears my head open as I sleep, nightmares and to bleed;
empowered with beliefs, yet fails to move on.

Starbucks Experience: Starbucks Assunta.

Today, I filled in the place of a full-time partner @ Starbucks Assunta who got into an accident, which resulted them to not able to have enough partners to cover.

So a friend of mine, Aisyah, called me up and asked if I could work. Checking the schedule at my store; it was ridiculous to have too many closers in the closing team, so I told her to confront my Store Manager, and .. well..

My happiness of the whole damned day.

La Marzocco!


It's been so so so long since I last heard this machine. In fact, I was one of the last batches in Starbucks Ikano to play around with this thing before the arrival of the newer partners.

And I'm really glad to mess around with thing at its top condition.

I don't know about the customers, but you know what? I get my Starbucks Experience through the people I work with; and the environment.

But then again, I can't explain why is there a difference between Starbucks Assunta and Starbucks Borders, The Curve. Both small, dead places with very little customers; but..

It just feels better at Assunta. Don't ask me why, but ..

It was fun working there.











I'm a happy little tikus. Hohoho.

Okay. Back to Starbucks Ikano tomorrow. Wheee.

The Festive Season.

Of course, it is the 13th day of the fasting month for the Muslims, and it's pretty interesting to watch their performance drop at a very high rate.

Not to say that they were hardworking in the store, in the first place, but it's those people who work daily.

They do not respect time management and the schedule itself, and they screw things up.

But nevermind that. I won't touch on that issue because there're other issues to be brought up.

There's this partner that I was working with today, and the first thing he did was to vandalise the bar by constantly stabbing/scraping wood off the bar.

He told me several problems. Problem is, it's not his personal problem, nor was it a problem relating to his family. Of course, being the inconsiderate person again, he decided to care about his friends than his work.

Firstly, I don't care where I stand when it comes to these sort of situations. What I care is that if our store has a problem, keep it in our store. It's not like we can handle our problems and solve them on the same day. So do not even fucking think to bring problems from OTHER stores to OUR store.

Secondly, if you lose faith in the Starbucks Experience, that's your problem, and not mine. In fact, it's not our problems at all. The Starbucks Experience is meant for our customers, and we're the ones who spread that experience. Working in Starbucks; that's another level, and you can't have a childish mind to work and understand how it really works. So if you "lose faith" or "trust" in the Starbucks Experience, the door's always opened for you. It's not about if we can stand your attitude, but it's about how Starbucks can stand your attitude. If you don't like it, keep your mouth shut and submit your resignation letter. No point beating around the bush.

Thirdly, and always, you never knew your own limit. You think and work like a damned cow with broken legs. The only thing you know is to whine, and whine, and whine. Therefore, pissing others off. Tonight, you pissed me off. If it was legal, I would've broke your nose.

Fourthly, remember when you call in sick, or MC, you screw up the management team automatically. And remember whenever you call in sick, or MC, like the other unreliable partner, I am the one who replaces those who can't make it on shift. So keep your trap shut. You owe the store, and you owe me your damned asses. Until you prove to me that I am wrong in my aspects, you have the fucking rights to shut the fuck up about labour laws.

Fifthly, talking about labour laws, you should be thankful that the management team is extremely flexible. They let you off an hour earlier from your shift if you don't go for your break during this fasting month. Hello? We get paid to go for our break. Our break is part of our 8 hour shift, meaning that we're in the store for 7 hours and 10 minutes, not fully 8 hours. Wimps.

Sixthly, I know how to make the lives of others miserable. I'm still very forgiving after tonight, but I ended up tossing what's YOUR task instead of me doing it. Cross the line again, and you're doing everything by yourself. I'm capable of walking off, and I don't mind warning letters, because I know where the fuck I stand.











And dare you laugh at me that I'm going to be working at Starbucks Assunta tomorrow? Guess what? I somewhat enjoy it there, and it's a lot better than working on the same shift with you.











Speaking of which, I'll be working with my darling La Marzocco .. <3

Help.

Millars of Falkirk v Turpie (1976)

I could use a detailled description of this case study.











Damned assignments.

It Only Takes..

Effort, heart and thoughts to put a smile on another person's face.

Regardless if it's a present, unexpected visit, surprise party, or a Facebook message.

It's the mind that makes you do crazy things when you least expect it; so, yeah.










I guess today's one of the happiest days I've ever lived in KL so far.











I have to admit that I did a lot of thinking after a short jamming session with my ex-vocalist, Moe, about how it is like..

Going 'home', yet you see no one to welcome you. All you see are your hung laundry, shoes, and the spot where your rabbit once stayed.

Sleeping at night, staring towards window where the light never switches off because it's a emergency fire escape.

Where you look towards your phone that's going to be responsible to wake you up when you sleep for class, or for the next day.

So on and so forth.

Where's the life in that, anyways?

I just have enough to live, and a little bit to save to achieve an ambitious short-term goal. Or dream.

And for a year, I realised that I've been .. alone.

Guess that's why I'm always hanging about the store during my off days.. Which sucks at times, but I don't mind since I don't have plans.

Then again, the more time passes, the more I realise about how I'm screwing up my own life.. hoho..











... hoho........











Permission to say: "Cock!".

2nd law assignment due on 19th September.

My Brother Would've Loved This.

Hohoho..classic giler.. XD

Rhythmic Relaxation.

Besides going on the buka puasa madness with random Starbucks partners, I was taking my off days seriously by doing assignments, and relaxing to really funky tones.

No Dream Theater this time, but

Back to the basics: Eric Johnson.

Undoubtedly, ask any guitarists out there, which clean-tone guitarists do they like to listen to, either live, or through DVDs, and they would tell you one thing:

Eric Johnson.

Even during the G3'2005 DVD special features under the Behind The Scenes: Steve Vai feedback about the G3 progress, he said that in terms of sound on stage, he respected Eric Johnson in capturing true tone.

Eric Johnson doesn't do much of the flashy stuff, but he has extremely good control of his tone, even if it's lead distorted. His warmth, delay, and feel just made music even better to listen, and his method of combining both finger-picking and picking together takes it another level to awe at.

This is the first song I managed to listen from Eric Johnson, entitled Cliffs of Dover. Also featured in PS3's Guitar Heroes III



But what really captured my ears and attention would still be this song, Manhattan:











When I'm not that busy, I'm going to try learning that song, Cliff of Dover. Manhattan sounds easier, but the artifical harmonics are probably going to break all of my fingers into a few more..

Hollow Years.

He's just the kind of man
You hear about
Who leaves his family for
An easy out
They never saw the signs
He never said a word
He couldn't take another day

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

She's not the kind of girl
You hear about
She'll never want another
She'll never be without
She'll give you all the signs
She'll tell you everything
Then turn around and walk away

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
(Into the waves)
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
(Once the stone)
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
(Into the waves)
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
(The sound you'll hear,)
Once the stone
(the crashing)
You're crawling under
(down of hollow years)
Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
(The sound you'll hear, the crashing down of hollow years)











Mmmm.. Once the stone you're crawling under..

Overpowered.

I'm off today.

On a Sunday.

Now something must be really up. If I was a normal partner that called in MC and MIA all of the time for the past 5 months, my store manager would be dead pissed at me right now.

But let's not forget who makes it to work everytime my name is on the schedule. And don't forget who's the first person to get tossed to other stores. Also, don't forget who's on the emergency partner list to either get called in, or get extended to work.

Hohoho.

Anyways, I don't know what happened yesterday, but as I got into my middle shift (which is extremely rare), I was supposed to work from 11am till 7pm. But I went home at 5. At 4.48pm, I told myself that I couldn't take it anymore. I had a slight fever and it was going to kill me and my partners if I stayed on.

Of course, I am extremely apologetic if I were to let anybody down, especially today as I was supposed to do opening.

I texted my Store Manager and she told me to get some rest. No need to work on the shift today. Just stay home and do nothing and get well soon enough.

I reached home at 5.30pm sharp, and jumped straight into bed with my heaty body.

Woke up at 8pm because I had jamming at 8.30pm, and guess what? My eyebags/lower eyelids were swollen.

Allergic reaction towards the food I had earlier on the day, or overdosage of the Panadol Actifast I had. Blarghs.

Went for jamming with Moe, Collin and .. And..that other fella that I don't know how to spell his name; and it wasn't that bad. Nor was it that good either. I set my own expectations, yet I didn't achieve it. But I did come up with a lot of weird, funky and averagely-awesome tunes for Moe's song.

Collin told me to be a sessionist. Hahahahahahahaha.

No way jose.











So. It's a Sunday. Since it's my 'off-day' today, I shall get cracking with my laundry, and brush up on my pending law assignments. One of them was given last Thursday, and it's due tomorrow, yet another one was given 2 weeks ago on a Thursday, and it's due on the 19th of September.

And my Mid-terms are on the 22nd of September. Woohoo!

How fun -_-











My fingers are itching to do hot beverages again. Crap.

Orgasmic.

Apologies that I couldn't get a clearer picture with a phone camera, but .. I've been seeing Lamborghinis lately. Just about last week, I saw a Lamborghini Murcielago.. Few weeks before that, would be the Ferrari F430 Scruderia.

Now it's the Lamborghini Gallardo. In Pearl Yellow, and yum yum..what a classic.

And the engine.. Wooooo ....................











Kinkily orgasmic indeed.

Someone Sent Me Breakfast.

I have to admit, I'm usually thinking of ways to cut costs in my daily expenses. Like to travel without using too much petrol, transportation, parking costs, food expenses, budgeted items, etc.

I was going to go to Starbucks Ikano to get my guitar strings changed at an odd environment. I feel comfortable there, I don't know why. Probably because I have more space? Before that, would be accompanied by breakfast. Or brunch.

But someone nearly fulfilled my first meal for the day, though I don't take breakfast. Woohoo!

I was having my bath this morning, and my housemate knocked on the bathroom door; which he never does. He told me that there was a package for me.

I quickened my bath, and came out in an instant. I saw..


Has Christmas come early or what? Must be a record to receive gifts like, twice in a week at least. First the tumbler, now the package (two different people; two different gifts).

I opened it up, and yes, it did look delicious.


Chooooo chubi. Hohoho.

Obviously, food items can't be kept, so I went and opened it up and nearly ate it, until I read sticker that came attached with it that read:

"WARNING:
You can smell and squeeze me (after you purchase me) but please do not eat me! Keep me away from young children and pets who cannot read this label"

Breakfast with a laugh.

Hohohohohoho











Thank you. You know who you are ;)

A Good Deed.

A good deed may come in many ways. But the deed I pulled off last night (with a little bit of help from my housemate), was probably one of the biggest good deeds with good intentions I've ever performed in my life.

Who knows. It could've saved a life. You never know what could happen these days to others, anyways.

I helped a friend of mine with a minor favour last night, and it made me open my heart; literally. I realised that I'm not a boy with a heart made out of stone.

Watching over this friend of mine; making sure that I showed no disturbance in peace, made me realise that all of us needs someone, at least.

Even if s/he's a soulmate, a friend, a colleague..

.. Or an elephant.

What goes around, comes around. I admit that today's one of my most tiring days, but a simple gift, thoughts of being grateful, sentimental value, and a token of appreciation put one of the biggest smiles on my face in years.

It's been a while since I got surprised by a present.

Although I'm not a fan of tumblers (except for the one I broke yesterday), but this is rather rare and .. different.


Sorry, I know this is not kinky, but this is very.. classy.

.. Which makes it extremely kinky. Orgasmic dowwwww











Thank you.











And today, 4th of September marks the last day that Fery Ichsan were to be a Shift Supervisor. He resigned, and now switched to a Part-Time barista.

They say that it's the people who serves you, the beverage you drink, and the environment that creates the Third Place.

I've did Starbucks before I joined, but sorry, it wasn't the Third Place for me. I saw nothing special; until I joined the whole crew.

Low-pay, but it's being with the Third Place that makes it special.

Would like to take this opportunity to thank Fery for everything I've learnt. Especially kicking me over to The Curve to work there to gain experience.

Hoho.

Terima kasih manyak2











Wheee gold tumbler.. XD

Thoughts 020908

When I've been moving about these few hours,
no matter how bright the environment is lit up;
The bells that ring in my head tends to swallow light into darkness.

The grin of others;
accompanied by evil bent eyebrows,
Reminds me of the state of my disturbed mind.

FIFO came at the wrong, yet on the right time of the day in my store, or I wouldn't have purchased my very first tumbler from Starbucks.

Make that two, but I purchased the other one a few days back.


The Anniversary Tumbler is kinky shit, dow. <3

And I have this stupid thing called UBS installed in my laptop. Let us unleash the nerdiness inside of me. Wooo ... -.-

Not Another Tuesday.

Tuesday is the day where I get myself prepared for the most tiring day of my weekly schedule; which is Wednesday.

Class from 8am, until 6pm. 3 Accounting-related subjects of different elements, and one law subject that covers the mid-basic of.. law.

Which reminds me of the time I took Company Law. KDU PG is insane. 50 of us in the class, and only 5 passed. Mind you, I'm not one of the 5 who passed..

Urgh. The thought of it makes me sick already. But then again, today's Tuesday is a different one. My patience didn't run out as soon as it was supposed to, I came to college early to research on my Law assignment, and things were a little bit more cheerful when I bumped into a Starbucks partner from SS2 on the way back from lunch at this coffee shop near college.

And my parents are finally settled down in Malaysia. Can't say settled down in Penang because the family's seperated in so many different parts of the..world, I guess.

I wonder how are things now, compared to the time we were together ..

Problem is, I don't think about it, come to think of it.

Nevermind that; I'm babbling again.

Things just feel different today. Today just feels great.

.. It just feels great..











Smile, everyone. :)











Time to tackle my assignments.













Trying to believe
The scars unseen
The tears wash clean
You don't wanna breathe the air you breathe
You don't know how you'll live a life alone

She keeps holding on
Holding on to you
Let her breathe the air
Don't wanna be alone
Where do you belong
Anna Lee

New Wave.

Let me see.

College, work, sleep, wake up, eat, college, work, sleep, wake up, eat, college, toilet trip, work, sleep, wake up, eat, college, drive..

Things are just fine the way they are; back to back, on and on again. Just that I don't think I have the time for anything else.

Which brings me to a reminder that I have this stupid commercial law assignment to finish.

In fact, schedule's packed, I tend to forget to reply some people's messages, and I don't even have the time to just sit down and do nothing anymore.

I just have to do something. Because the thought of graduation is still so far away, it's always good to start off somewhere, I suppose.

Mmm.

Mmmm...











So how? With short-term goals being set, this'll be going on until .. well, I don't know when.

I'm just blur at the moment.











Terindu.