One out of a thousand days I randomly decided to dress down.

Everytime I wear like shit, somebody up there sure gotta plan something corporate for me.

And thanks to that somebody up there, I did my makeup within 5 minutes on a cab and had to bear with the unfriendly stares from clients. Thank you, Bonita, you're such a fashionable assinthebrain.

I'd rather look wierd, quirky, eccentric, unbalanced, unjustified.