The laser cutting machine has chosen to break down amidst the submission period. I know. What an impeccable timing.

It barely cut my card. Imagine the birthday card you buy at bookstore. Yup, that thin card.

I decided to have a little bit more faith in the machine and cut my beams on plywood.

When faith don’t work and instead of beams you end up with something totes different….

you end up having what might juuuuuuuust look like your personal barcode.

My very own barcode. Teehee.

I’m not for sale tho.

Update:

Just finished watching a Korean Drama where the serial killer marked his victim by slicing their wrist like a barcode.

THEREFORE: THAT IS NOT MY BARCODE. THANK YOU.