Saturday, December 12, 2009 @ 12:15 PM
My com can work la. Just need to do freaking DIY to reinstall all the hard drives BECAUSE THE DISCS WERE MISSING. This is the absolute bloody last time I'm letting my bro use my com to play his stupid games. See la, now crash already. Typing this post from Bukit Timah again. Sian. And I lost all my documents and fanart and favourites and all that.

This post is already quite censored, if i typed this yesterday the post would have gone like this : fuckfuckfuckfgheraioyh09yhuscrewyouassholebloodyidiotfghioahr9 ^(W$&*()$*%()$*@

Not very coherent right?

Temper how I love thee.

Lets just say the instructions the technician gave better work man, how we'll be having roast pork for dinner. Think ba gua, but larger.

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Saturday, December 5, 2009 @ 8:55 PM
My computer is spoilt. T.T The one at my grandparent's house is anyway. I'm typing the post from the com at bukit timah. SIANHAIZZZZWHATAMIGOINGTODONOW?

Thank goodness there is the warranty. No wonder my uncle always says that Dell gives you hell.

And I had another family outing on Fri. We took public transport.

Can you imagine travelling with 2 elderly folks, 1 that has not stepped out of the house since... months ago, 2 teenagers who are able to count the number of times they have taken public transport on their toes and fingers, and 1 aunt that can navigate through shopping malls like a veteran and yet cannot understand bus lines.

I didn't need to imagine.

Thank goodness the trip was short. Like 4 bus-stops short. reallyreallyreallythankgoodness

Then we went to some chinese restaurant to eat. The food there was ... meh. Average ba. I would have preferred to eat at the food court though. Cheaper some more. Oh well, my aunt just struck lottery (the small prize one), so in a way she got cash to spend ba.

After that we went shoe shopping. Grandma bought a pair of shoes for walking, so hopefully it means she is going to go out more.

She goes out more = she becomes happier = i live happier cos she won't take out all her pent-up fustration on me and Grandpa. Grandpa has it worst of all of us though. Always getting caught between Grandma and me.

Good news! : I bought my shoes! They're actually wedges, cos I can't balance on heels at all. Wedges are much safer for everyone. Not too sure whether they match the dress though, but i shall trust my aunt's judgement.

And I came back. To realise my com was spoilt. Cos the screen refused to load. It was black and you can see the mouse and move it, but thats all. Restarting doesn't work. GAHFSEGHIO HEWOA$ITHQE

Getting the person to come and fix on Mon. haizzzz

I think technology hates me or something. T.T

Thursday, December 3, 2009 @ 1:20 PM
Yes blogskin change is a success! XDDD

@ 11:35 AM
Okay, i know i haven't updated in MONTHS, and most likely no one is reading it now, but i'm still gonna update cos now its the HOLIDAYS and i'm cashless and jobless and i need a better alternative to hanging out at shopping malls cos i'll end up spending more money than i actually have. Yeah.

After buying a 60 bucks dress for Prom, i think its relatively safe to say i'm broke. And i still need shoes. Darn.

And i went for a 3D2N cruise recently, and I swear our entire family has put on at least 2 kg. I ate at least 3 servings for EVERY SINGLE MEAL. Excluding dessert anyways. Besides, the food was probably the only good thing on that ship. The rest was hell man. Smoker's heaven = our hell.

In order to save money, my mother booked the smallest sized cabin. Which is like half of jac's room. Or half of my room actually. To house four people! I had to do gymnastics to get on my bed, which was the tp bunk, and i had to be careful when sitting up cos if not... head, meet ceiling. The ladder they gave me was quite unsafe la, seeing that the rails that it was hooked to could MOVE. So yeah. To go to the toilet in the middle of the night includes jumping down to the 'window sil', then jumping down again on the side table, then take a running start to jump over my father's bed. Which equals to....

CRASH!!!! PIANNG!!!
Me : Walao... KNS. Missed again *holding aching foot*
Dad: WTH can you just ask nicely like a normal person instead of jumping crazily? *grumpy*

Yep. And then I had to do the reverse to get back up. At least I didn't feel as bad as my bro. He got motion sickness.

And damn suay our cabin just happens to be one floor below the casino, and cos the air inside the ship is recycled and all... we get the smoke smell in our cabin also. NOWHERE IS SAFE I TELL YOU. Not even on deck. So instead of enjoying the seabreeze I have to make sure that area is smoker-free and glare at anyone thats holding a cigarette. Which makes me look quite constipated indeed. And my father looked like he was sent to the gallows. Or that all his drama CDs were spoilt. Or his stokes all dropped by 50% when he went on the ship. Going on a holiday with him is like going out with the Grim Reaper la.

Until he discovered the casino. Unfortunately, while my father is good at math thus he's good at predicting the odds of him winning, he doesn't know when to quit. Or quit when he is ahead. We could have been 802 bucks richer. Now we are... 2 bucks richer. Damn 心痛。Especially when i think of the bike or laptop that Could Have Been =(

At least I learnt how to gamble. Cos they were giving out brochures in the casino, teaching you how to gamble. Dad kindly took some for us seeing that we weren't allowed in. Not only were there brochures, they also have TV channels that teach you how to gamble. Really. Haizzz. Dad keeps on going to the casino, hope that he doesn't become one of those compulsive gamblers. Or he'll end up being bashed like those ppl in this dramas.

Bro: Papa, if you gamble anymore I'm telling ahma leh.
Dad: Oi oi oi, I'm warning you. Don't tell ahma.
Bro: *raises eyebrow and speaks in a holier than thou voice* Are you threatening me?

Hahahahahaha XD So proud of him for finally being able to retort my dad. Now he has a chance of surviving the verbal battles in our family.

Dad: The moment both of you turn 18, i'm signing the agreement to prevent both of you from gambling.
Us: *smile evily* Don't worry, the moment we get off the ship we're signing the agreement to ban you.
Dad: Both of you are underage, cannot sign.
Us: Tell Ahma lor.
Dad: *Grumbles indistinctly while glaring at the steamed fish*

After the cruise, I have never appreciated real land like I have now. If you want to increase your chances of getting lung cancer, go for a cruise and get a cabin below the casino. It will be like living in an undustrial park.