I looked at Mr.Router. His colour is blue on the outside. (The box)
I looked at Mr.Router. His colour is black on the inside. (The real thing)
Mr.Router and I stare at each other for quite some time.
Mr.Router obviously couldn’t do anything to help me.
I had to do something to help Mr.Router do his work.
But, I don’t know how to make Mr.Router come alive.
So, Mr.Router was still dead basically.
Received a call from someone today, bringing me not too good a news.
“They need someone with at least one year of experience.”
I then went to the toilet to stare at the mirror.
I would need to prepare for more rejections.
Today, it ain’t a good day.