Sticks, Stones and Broken Sliders

In my best Chinese accent ever, I tell you, "Confucius say, 'Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words... are about as deadly as a gorilla carrying an axe.' Okay, the last part is completely me, Confucius won't say anything like that, he talks alot to spend less time doing kung-fu like any other normal Chinese person."

Okay, first off, I'd like to say sorry for the pretentious quote, it's not even a legitimate quote since I quoted myself, but hey, you're bound to encounter these snippets every once in a while (taking consideration my love for my own voice -- which led me to start this blog in the first place, but that's a story for another day). And two, I'm so sorry I'm not making sense, but admit it, you love reading my nonsense (it's my guilty pleasure myself XD). So anyway, the point for this post being about my broken drawer.

I am struggling everyday because I broke my drawer's sliders (click here). I need to find documents in a hurry (or my momboss will fry me) and I can't do it as fast as I really can. I wish I can tell you more about why I think this is happening (aside from Oxygen and Carbon and all that Chemistry-related swat). It's more than just rust ruining our drawers, I am seriously considering my lack of affection towards these inanimate objects are to blame. It's not like I want to break them, it's just that I fancy a broken drawer slider than a frying from the momboss.

Huh. So unconsciously, I managed to find out the cause of our broken drawers, in addition to really being able to scale just how crazy I am. But as Hunter Hayes put it, I Want Crazy.