If you can't learn to enjoy good food with people that matter on a day where you're meant to be doing nothing at all, then there is no hope for you. Life's too short to be spent without savouring the little things even if you have your own big plans. It's a perspective that's worth making a point for.

My love for penguins is well known among my peers. The only people that I know who love it as much as I do are my ex and Cas. That being said, we all have our own reasons for loving these cool customers. I love them simply because they are an oddity amongst its own class. Clumsy on land, magnificent in its natural hunting grounds and perhaps one of the most understated animals in the world; if you don't count the fact they are featured exclusively in at least 2 documentaries and several movies to boot. Yet even if you do, some of them are still very much the underdog (underbird?) trying to survive in desolate places where few would dare thread.

All this of course, with their inherent cuteness and their seemingly awkward clumsiness in the public eye gives them the perfect smoke screen and opportunity to slowly take over the world. Well, I for one welcome our tuxedo dressed future overlords. One can only hope that my aspiration and respect for their kind, along with my seemingly endless number of paraphernalia, will spare me from their onslaught on the chosen day. The day the penguins will rise up and claim the world as was rightfully theirs.

The day they finally get their opposable thumbs.

I'm a firm believer that we're limited by our creativity and ingenuity in life. Regardless of what situation befalls us, or what we're equipped with, we have the capabilities of making the best of the situation and even coming out on top. I know that sounds remarkably optimistic and the more cynical and burnt out of us wouldn't really put stock in such a ludicrous idea. Then again, the thing about changing reality through sheer force of will is that we have to have a wilful force to contend with at the very beginning.

It isn't something as hokey as that horribly misleading book called the "Rules of Attraction", but it goes along the same lines. If you want something then by rights, by fighting tooth and nail as well as brains and heart to make it happen, you'll get there. When even mountains are no match for the force of nature, and that's what you have to be to see what you want. It's not for everyone, but then again, not everyone is a winner. I like to think I am and I'm willing to do whatever I can to keep myself there.

Work is another way of saying you're getting paid for doing what you already love to do. If your career is build upon anything else, then you have to ask yourself, how much of a masochist are you?

I've never been a nature person. Mainly because as a city kid, my natural environment has always been concrete and mortar. Frankly, organic environments creeps me out. It's the plants, the dirt, the insects and especially the random poop that just turns me off from lingering around more than I should. Don't get me wrong, while I like my fair share of camping and hiking into the non-tech infused wilderness, but it's the difference between touring a city and staying in it.

In the end, my world is one surrounded wires, silicon chips, metal and plastic. It may be depressing for many, but where I stand, it's still a world that's clean, sterile and free of bugs surrounding me and eating animal poop.

I can definitely live with that.