I am very disturbed by my very-everyday-living kinda nose. I was giving pau a long talk during the 106 bus ride about my everyday-life-kind-of-nose and she reminded me of the Edward de Bono 6 thinking hats workshop we attended at The Chinese High. (The workshop where I did some kinda nose art with my blood on one of the many useless workshop handouts.)
The 6 thinking hats is still a very big thing in the market, apparently.
Many schools are still using this 6 thinking hats method in arranging and organising one's thoughts. Honestly all I can remember from the workshop is that there are 6 different hats in 6 different colours. Whatever colour represents what kind of thoughts I totally cannot remember. Okay fine, other than the obvious one where: Red = emotions.
Honestly why are people always attending workshops and why is my NUS webmail always so filled with one thousand and one forwarded mails about upcoming workshops? I don't understand.
Actually you know I do not understand many things...
Why do people like to talk in such a halfway manner? It is so eff-ing irritating. I would just give them a tight smack on their faces, but then people who usually talk in such an annoying manner always have to be people I cannot smack.
Why is it that I always forget to put my handbrake down entirely? It is always in that angle of 20 degrees for some unknown reason.
Why is it that I like to read blogs that makes me not-so-happy all the time?
Why is it that I can do the day away by just being my mummy's chaffeur and then fall asleep on the sofa, the one that I love so much although it is too short for me?
//many burning questions. so many that they can burn a building down...
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