I try to make my own railway so I could travel with no harm to any destination. My friend is the rod and screw. I have all that! I even got surplus of them. My best friend is my tool. I give them my full trust and they response me with a big commitment. And the story goes… I keep my tool next to me. I bring them anywhere and they always in my pocket. When I need to use my FAVORITE tool, my hand was tapped. OUCH! It hurts man… painful! But i have to be a tough cookie. I still clean my favorite tool and put it in my box instead of ditch it away. Because I know, my pain will slowly recover and time is what i really need. P/s: I would never throw my tools cos at the same time, my tools also useful as bandage. I need to use a lot of bandage to wrap my bloody heart. One more thing, I give uncountable chance to my tools even they knock me down repeatedly.
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Another story… I never separate my tools. All of them will be in the same box. I need to use them all. They will work together but somehow I was not amused when I found out that my tools can’t work together. It seems like a bad day to me. I can’t finish my railway *sigh* but I guess I should be the smart pancake and think how to settle this down. I will… P/s: I’m not a chooser and not discriminate my tools. That’s why the title is to change from badness to goodness. Have a nice day to my dear alipheologist~
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Another story… I never separate my tools. All of them will be in the same box. I need to use them all. They will work together but somehow I was not amused when I found out that my tools can’t work together. It seems like a bad day to me. I can’t finish my railway *sigh* but I guess I should be the smart pancake and think how to settle this down. I will… P/s: I’m not a chooser and not discriminate my tools. That’s why the title is to change from badness to goodness. Have a nice day to my dear alipheologist~
