[The Unmotivated]

Yet another night. Another day at its end.

Sydney Apr09

And my final project is not even one step closer to the finish line.

Someone help … put some sense/motivation back into me.

[Photos Photos Photos]

Those who know me well will know that my camera is never too far and I will take photos of anything and everything.

Instant Fujifilm

Sadly, the photos stay in neatly labelled folders sitting on my desktop.

So… I think its time to join ranks and share them on our great world-wide-web.

Hence… spent part of the weekend playing with photo-sharing options… but I still can’t decide…. Flickr or Facebook… Events oriented? People or Time?

This…. will take a bit more time.

[Caffeine Regret]

I love sitting outside a cafe on a sunny day, watching the world go by, sipping on a small mocha or, if I’m feeling particularly grown up, a latte. Creamy, sweet with a bitter aftertaste. Relaxation with a hint of maturity!

However, shuffling into the corner coffee shop (no matter how snazzy their business card) early on a winter morning, ordering a latte and settling down at my desk at the office knowing I had 3 hours sleep the night before is a very different story.

This type of coffee, I do not like.

Not because it is in a paper cup with a plastic lid, not because of the taste of burnt milk, not because early morning, it tends to leave me with queasy regret. But because what a coffee in these circumstances stand for.

It means, once again, I didn’t get enough sleep. Somewhere along the way, my perpetually self-renewing resolution not to leave things to the last minute was broken … And racked with sleep deprivation, I turn to coffee.

I don’t know why I do… because other than make me regret the $3 I’ve spent before my eyes are fully opened,  it fails to do much else. Definitely not carry consciousness to my mind.

It simply makes me think I’m doing something about my zombie-like self…

Or maybe, I’m just glutton for punishment…..