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Ahem. Sorry for my previous, ridiculously, outrageously long and boring post.

You see… my laptop was abducted sent for repair… possibly I’ve burnt out her screen.. but anyway, that’s not the point. Point is, I have no laptop. Not even a goddamn PC at home. Nothing. Nil. So… me started bugging parents to get a new PC. After countless sleepless nights spent on bugging them, they gave in and went PC shop had a look.

Now… /gg… it’s a brand new laptop!!! XD can’t believe my luck… and naturally, I claimed it as mine immediately. Heh. I’ve even named him Mr. Reeves. >=3

My old one… a her, btw, and she’s named… well I’ll name her later. She’s still under rehab… haiz. I hope she’ll be back soon… I really need DOTA with my brother…

Oct 24th, 2007 - 12.10am
Blargh. Life without laptop really is an agony. No MSN-ing with Leo-chan, no animes, no friendster, no blogging, no checking mails, no online manga reading (well technically I can still use my bro’s PSP to go online reading, but it’s too troublesome.. =_="). But right now, I’m hoping against hope I DO NOT need to cough up 700 bucks on my own just to repair the goddamn laptop… Please… anything but that. I’d rather DIE than to beg my parents for that batshit insane amount of $$$, unless it’s absolutely, absolutely, ABSOLUTELY, urgent. Not saying my parents are stingy, or can’t afford, but… I’d honestly rather not trouble them with $$$ issues right now.

So… /me continues praying that her laptop can survive this ordeal, and swears she won’t leave it on for more than 2 weeks ever again. =p

Oct 24th, 2007 - 11.16am
Dear God. Dear God. Dear God. Please help me. Please help me. Please help me. I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die. My parents will kill me. Or I might just kill myself. How the f**k am I gonna explain to them what just happened? HOW?! Even if I did explain, how am I gonna persuade them to NOT ban me from driving?! Even if I paid for the repair, HOW can i persuade them NOT to ban me from driving?!

What happened was, I was parking my car outside of MHS. But then, it was a yellow line, so I decided against it, and attempted to move my car just a little bit in front. And suddenly, WHAM!!! A huge, black jeep appeared out of nowhere, made a right turning right in front of me, and scratched the whole of my Kelisa’s left eye out. Right now, her eyeball (left) is half-dangling out of its socket.

Oh God. I SHOULD’VE left my bloody car where it was. Who cares about a goddamn RM30 summon??!! I should’ve gone home when I had the chance. In fact, I shouldn’t have even stepped out of the goddamn house today. The worst thing is, I’m still on my ‘probationary’ period, and my parents ain’t exactly happy with me either yesterday. Oh God, why must this happen to me right now?? HOW the F**K am I gonna explain to them?

Even if, by some miracle, they just accepted it without further questions, and just let me pay for the repair fees… how the F**K am I gonna cough up that ridiculous amount of $$$? Now, I have RM500, approximately, in my bank. I owe the crazy policewoman 500, I owe PC World 700, and now.. this??? I’m so f***ing dead. I’m so f***ing screwed. Will my parents loan me some cash 1st?? Will they? Will they believe me if I tell them I’m gonna repay them sooner or later?

Oh F***. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING??? this has gotta be some bad, bad, BAD dream. I need to wake up. I really, really, REALLY need to wake up. Oh f**k. FU**.

Oct 24th, 2007 - 2.07pm
I DON’T GO LOOKING FOR TROUBLE. Trouble comes looking for me. That much is proven. And THAT’S what I’ve been trying to tell people for the past 18 years of mu life. But sadly, no one believes me. They never did. Maybe I lie too much. You know, like the story ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf?’ Except in my case here, it’s more like ‘The Girl Who Cried "It’s Not My Fault!"’ Sighs.

Right now, as expected, Mum is bloody pissed. And, as expected, she took the news far worse than Dad did. No actually, that was rather unexpected. I was sorta dreading Dad losing his head and start yelling at me. Which he did, but he did so in a rather… erm, how do you put it… softer way??? I must admit, I was kinda shocked. But hey, no way I’m gonna complain. Afterall, anything’s better than endless yelling. Mum’s reaction was, like I said, only to be expected. So… that much was still OK. 

And even weirder… I even got a new laptop!!! O.O Of all the many horrific outcomes I was expecting, this was undeniably the least expected. And of course, I’m not complaining, either. In fact, I was finding it hard to contain my glee. Overall, it’s weird… But I’ve decided to stay gloomy for the rest of the day. Better not be over-pleased… Swt… this is weird…

Oct 24th, 2007 - 7.46pm
I’m pleased to report that my little problem with parents regarding the car seems to be on a standby, currently, and that’s definitely awesome news. I don’t want yet another sticky ending.

Angel (Tippy’s girlfriend, a labrador retriever) came over about an hour ago. Tippy immediately mounted her, but seriously speaking, he sucked. LOL. Which dog on earth will fall off while… you know. /me rolling eyes and laughing her ass off. It seems that this family’s really is one weird family. >=3
ps: I just told Leo-chan I’ve decided to ‘blog on a piece of paper.’ LOL. Maybe I’m just worried he’ll scoff at the idea of me keeping a diary? ^^ I think too much sometimes… XD
pss: Leo-chan laughed. T.T dammit… I knew he’d laugh at the idea of it. Heck, I even laughed at myself. But this is the only option I have, in order to keep myself sane. @_@ I NEED to blog. And since my laptop’s not here… I’ll just write them down first…

Oct 24th, 2007 - 10.52pm
… Sighs. I know I’m not exactly a people person… Sometimes I don’t really know what to say… Is it really possible to be always interesting and amusing? My conversation level is something… I dunno. It’s like there’s an expiry date or something… T.T Sighs.

Oct 25th, 2007 - 11.14am
Had a fitful sleep last night. Actually, I’ve been having fitful naps for the past few days. Troubling numbers kept looming up… RM500, RM700… RM500, RM700… It’s frustrating. That’s mainly the reason I’m needing much more sleep than usual. Now, I’m off to another short nap. Hopefully, a dreamless, short nap. On second thought… I wish I won’t have to dream ever again. Just give me some blissful, dreamless sleep. That’s all I’m asking.
Ps: I wonder if Leo-chan’s in Kuantan already. If so, I hope he had a wonderful time there. Poor guy… he needs some well-deserved fun.

Oct 25th, 2007 - 1.14pm
Just came back. Sent my Kelisa go repair. Bit embarassing, cause I’ve just got her back from the same bloody place less than a month ago… Sigh. After that went eat yongtaufu with Dad. I noticed he can’t eat much oily food… T.T Dad’s not getting any younger. I know… /me resolves not to tease him too much in the future. No matter what, he’s still my dad. And for that, I <3 him. And Mum. My parents are awesome. Stubborn, though. But awesome and irreplacable.
Ps: Mum, Dad, I <3 you guys. >=3

Oct 25th, 2007 - 8.00pm
Brother’s in my room wrecking havoc. /me groans. But look at the bright side… I’m getting my laptop tomorrow!!!
Ps: I’m bored to death… right now.

Oct 26th, 2007 - 9.46am
Dammit, I got up too early this morning, and I’m stiff everywhere. Had an odd dream last night, though. I dreamt of my ex-classmate, Joane, selling Daddy’s chicken-flavoured Maggee Mee, apart from other stuffs I can’t remember. Oh, and she was helping me wash my hair too! I wonder what this all means.. =_="

A lot of things have happened to me today. A LOT.

I always thought I can handle any situations at all. ANYTHING. but no.

I met someone I didn’t expect to meet ever again in my entire life, and I was so bloody shocked when he said "Hi", that I ran away almost immediately. When I came to my senses, I’m in Starbucks, buying a 13 bucks worth of mocha latte. Just when I told myself to spend ONLY 3 bucks for lunch today. so, no lunch + super-expensive drink. But I wasn’t really concerned with that at the moment. I was deep in thought. Why did I panic just now? If I had gotten over it… why didn’t I just stay and chat? Why was I so nervous? What must he have thought of me… I must’ve sounded so bloody rude back then… but wait… oh my gawd. WHY AM I EVEN SITTING HERE BROODING OVER THIS? Why indeed…

heck, till now, I’m still in a state of utter shock. Imagine the feeling you get when you saw someone whom you assumed to be dead for some time… and him suddenly appearing in front of you??? yeah… that’s exactly how I’m feeling right now. Dammit… I’m so confused right now. I just don’t know what to think. If I had really gotten over it… why am I bothering myself with these stupid thoughts? I don’t even know what I’m doing at the moment.

Leo-chan is facing a similiar situation.. and I can’t even comfort/advise him properly, nicely…he must be feeling 10 times worse than me right now… and I was uttering crap all the while. fu**… I’m just so fu**ing stupid, stupid, stupid. What the fu** was I thinking?!

ps: this post is making no sense again. I’ll be updating asap, once I’ve cleared my head. Now, I’m off to take my mind off things.

As per topic, and I mean it.

I’m willing to work my ass off for 11 bloody hours each day, for a whole bloody week, and I’m even willing to extend for another week of working. It’s tiring, but nothing I can’t stand.

What I CAN’T stand is… allowing myself to be ordered and kicked around like some fucking retard by some fucking obstinate, ruthless, rude, illogical, brainless, impatient, insensitive, aggressive, loud, obnoxious customers. and worst of all… I had to apologise to them on behalf of the company, even though I had NOTHING to do with it.

It went something like this…
customer: eh you. this rice cold la. Go get me another one. I want hot one ar.
me:  right away sir.
/me goes get a new bowl of hot rice.
me: here you go sir.
customer: it’s so fucking hot!!! You want burn me is it?
me: but sir… you want a hot bowl of rice… this IS a hot bowl of rice!!!
customer: go get your manager out. I want talk to him. Go!
me: I’m sorry sir. the manager’s busy in the kitchen at the moment. If you could wait a while…
customer: what the fuck man… manager busy??? what sort of restaurant is this?
me (inward): (are you fucking blind??? can’t you see the restaurant is packed? who the fuck do you think you are, to think we’ll be bothered by your stupid bowl of hot/cold rice??? there’re tons of people queing up outside to get SOME food, and you’re fucking complaining bout a oh-it’s-too-cold-now-it;s-too-hot-rice?!)
me: my sincerest apologies sir. (F*** you!)
/me bows
customer: hmmph… I’ll be complaning about the food here.
me: my sincerest apologies sir. (F*** you!)
/me bows again.

/me sighs. this is exhausting.. both mentally AND physically. maybe I should have gone for office-girl job afterall.

I worry for my mum. Lately, she’s been complaining of sore foot. At 1st, she thought it was just her imagination, and she walked too much, and did vigorous aerobics. So, she quit her aerobics club, and stayed at home. It seemed to work.

Then, a few days ago, the pain became unbearable. She went fisiotherapy, foot massage, but to no avail. The doctors dismissed it as something which she ate, and told my mum to stay clear of sour-ish food. But… still it’s not helping. Every step she took, she had to limp, accompanied with a grimace. It hurts to watch her limping to school, limp back, had a short nap, and later, limp to her tuition centre…

This morning, she finally went to see a foot specialist. I wasn’t there, so I had no idea what the illness is called, but I do know for a fact it was the same illness as my grandma. The doctor said she need plenty rest, and try not to walk too often, as well as letting her feet catch cold.

I wish there’s something I can do to make mum feel better… I honestly felt like crying everyday seeing her limp to work, for the sake of earning some extra income. She’s in a foul mood, and I totally understand why she’s feeling so. She’s my mum, and she’s a strong woman, and that’s why… she’s probably frustrated for being weak. I wish to comfort her, but I dunno how to do so directly…

Will buying her breakfast, shopping for her, helping her with her schoolwork & tuition, telling her silly jokes, be enough? Those are the least I could do… I know I can do more… but, I dunno how…

It’s amazing the fact I can write loads of craps and spams, but I just can’t find a way to comfort her… I’m just… useless.

okaasan… get well soon. Onegai.

hope you people have a good laugh… and pardon the lousy translation…  Took me forever to translate from Chinese to English… =___="

ps: my 2nd time using MS paint… turns out.. well, ok, I guess.. >=3

pss: the pictures goes according to an inverted ‘S’ shape… I apologise for the crappy alignment… /me slapping head.

Several days ago… I received a call from Sushi King Mahkota Parade. Apparently, they’re in desperate need of waitresses this coming Raya, and they’re paying 4 bucks per hour (I think… =p). Right after I told the boss to give me some time to think bout it, I started counting the approximate wages I’ll receive.

Assuming I’m working from 9am-10pm, it’ll be 13 hours… minus 2 hours break, it’ll be 11 hours per day… so… 11 x 7 x 4 = RM308 in just a week!!! okay, that’s sweet. real sweet. I’m tempted to call Sushi King straight away to inform them I’m coming… but no. I had to tell my parents first. and, as expected of my parents, they gave me another 2 bloody hours of lecturing, which went like this:
mum: eh… you won’t learn anything in Sushi King lah… just holding plates, wiping table, somemore you’re so clumsy… later break another 7 cups how?? (My last time working there, I broke 7 cups.. >=3)
dad: then also you so siew-jieh wan… can tahan stand more than 10 hours a day for a week meh???
mum: ya lor ya lor… aiyo… no need so ‘tamlui’ (read: money-minded) wan lar… go lawyer firm work la… you can sit down and type and type and type… then somemore you can learn something from the lawyers…
me (inward thinking): yeah… things like "eh qiaowei, go photostate 50 copies of this tenancy agreement from me!"
me: …

/me sighs. this is what happens everytime I tell them i wanna go look for a part-time job. they just had to interfere. ok no, scratch that. I’d love to hear their opinions, but keep it that way. NO deciding for me. it’s my own bloody decision, afterall. I want to make my own money, since they’re so reluctant in sparing me pocket $$$ recently, so what gives them the right to tell me not to be so money-minded????

ps: my current choices on part-time jobs are:
1. work at mum’s tuition centre, 5 bucks per hour, but for only 3.5 hours.
2. work at law firm, approximately 250 bucks for 2 weeks.
3. work at Sushi King, wages as mentioned above.

pss: anybody reading this post who’re interested working in Sushi King Mahkota Parade this coming Raya, please contact 06-2926100, and ask for Kak Syikin.

psss: I’m actually kinda lazy to work, LOL, but my piggy purse’s been looking pathetically deflated for god-knows-how-long… T_T