Data. Entry. Overload.

Numb from all the mindless work, been doing data entry since yesterday. Luckily that's over (for now!) and I am moving towards finally writing Term Paper #2 after some painful three days of interview transcriptions.

*opens skull*
*retrieves brain*
*dusts brain*
*puts brain back*
*snaps skull shut*

Eminem is a chauvinist pig but damn his rap is good. Can't listen to him right now because Kristy's in the room and she doesn't like noisy stuff, and I can't find my earphones.

I've decided to become an inventor. [Invent: To produce or contrive (something previously unknown) by the use of ingenuity or imagination.]

Someone jumped in front of the MRT the other day and died. I invented a funnel-like chute which will suck anyone who does that into a high speed tunnel before the train hits him, that will lead to a counsellor's office where the suicidal person will be flung, headfirst into a mountain of rainbow-coloured marshmallows, which would make him forget about being suicidal and happy again. Follow up with counselling.

Or we could tag all the suicidal people in Singapore, and the tags would vibrate whenever they sensed any other tags nearby (within 2m), so that the suicidal people could feel better that they were not alone, and could smile at other suicidal people in solidarity. Potential loophole of suicidal people organizing mass suicides though. Hopefully they will all jump in front of the MRT, which would of course suck them all to the Counsellor's Office of Rainbow Marshmallows.

I'm hungry. Gotta start on my boring term papers after lunch.