#1388

I'm so blessed that I've my Compaq with me, otherwise I don't know how I'm going to rant things.
I know today is going to be crazy but I still can't get use to this crazy life.
Before I rant on the more important stuff I shall talk bout` school.

I thought finishing all my drawings before today will give me a good start.
Logic in class states that, by finishing early, it's your turn to help someone.
So, I didn't complete much in school with those minor problems needed to be helped.
At the end of the day, went to Queenstown to get my drawings photocopied and shrunk.
Spent some good two dollars on orange fizzy drink (suck) and went to Artfriend (Buona Vista).
Literally, I'm running around the central west area. -.-
Reached home bout` 730pm because I went hunting at BPP and got myself Cappuccino.
Having such a great appetite that I ate two plates of rice and don't even know why I'm so hungry.
After dinner, that's when all my irritation and frustrations started.

While I was trying to do my model, I got stuck because I don't know how to cut.
Seriously, if you think model architectural model is easy to do, please go and die.
And let me tell you, the models you see at showrooms showing the whole development...
That cost at least 10k to make one.

Because I'm so frustrated with the stupid model, my brother came home telling that his computer was fixed and can be collected. Okay fine, so Mother said she's going to collect the computer tomorrow. All the more I stress that I've no time to accompany her down to Jurong Acer building to get the computer. So, collecting the computer you need this serial number that indicates your job ID or something and it's sent by text, not in the invoice. Therefore, my brother has to give this ID to my Mum so that she can collect it tomorrow and it's sent by text so nobody knows what the fuck the ID is. Then a while later, my father asked bout` the ID thing or whatever. Then my brother my father that the ID is secret code (seriously secret code?!). It's not like my father don't know what you need to know the ID to retrieve the computer. Brother explained until it's kind of complicated and I can't listen to that anymore (I was doing my model -.-), so I shouted shut up. Then, the two of them kept on saying bout` the fuck ID which I totally don't understand why there's a need for this conversation of ID. So, I just shouted, "piang, you go and retrieve your computer youself la". So they can stop talking bout` the fucking ID and I can get some peace. But then they still continue.

Okay, talking bout` ID is nothing. It's just that under that situation, when the frustration of the model and irritation bout` ID, it sent my mind flying, ya know. If brother goes to the acer himself to get the computer back then there's don't need this fucking talk bout` ID. It's like, tomorrow is Friday, school ends early okay, don't tell me you're going out with friends and let your old mum go down to acer building (damn fucking far) and carry the fucking 2-3kg, or even 5kg CPU and take bus home. Please la, if you've the heart, you should go and take it yourself, it's not like you don't know how to go, you asshole. All the more it's your computer, why should people help you to service when you don't make the trip down.

The most angry thing is bout` why he don't need to go down himself and people will just go in his place to service the computer. Then what bout` me? I brought it to school, hoping the technician will help but no. So I brought it down to Funan Mall just to service my laptop. It's like the distance between acer and home compared to Funan and home is fucking nearer. So why, can't he just go down himself to service his computer, everything people help him do, like I said, it's not the first time he goes to Acer. What's worst for me, it was my first trip down to Funan, I don't even fucking know where Funan is and there's no one to bring me there. But for him? He went to Acer with Father before, so what's the problem of going himself this time? Please don't say that I'm older so I can go out alone and assume I know where the fucking place is. In the end, Mum is still going to help brother retrieve computer tomorrow. Then what bout` me? I'm going down to Funan Mall, alone to take my laptop and no one volunteer to help me retrieve it back. Thinking bout` this just made me more mad.

In conclusion. He should go down to Acer to service his computer yesterday instead of me going down with parents. He shouldn't let mother help him to retrieve it back since she already went down to register servicing yesterday. It's like, HE GETS HIS COMPUTER FIX WITHOUT HIM DOING ANYTHING. FUCK.

I'm like banging the keyboard like madness, I tell you.
YES, GETTING HIS COMPUTER FIX WITHOUT HIM DOING ANYTHING.
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
Then what bout` me? I've to go down instead of you (yesterday) so that my mother will "cook" tomorrow?
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
YOU GET YOUR COMPUTER FIX WITHOUT PUTTING ANY EFFORT.
YOU GET YOUR COMPUTER FIX WITHOUT YOU DOING ANYTHING.
YOU GET YOUR COMPUTER FIX WITHOUT YOU TROUBLING YOURSELF.
I NEED TO GO DOWN FUNAN TO GET MY FUJI.
I NEED TO BRING MY COMPAQ TO MY COUSIN'S HOUSE SO THAT HE CAN FIX.
I'M PUTTING EFFORT, TROUBLING MYSELF, DOING THINGS TO GET MY LAPTOPS FIXED.
YOU? WHAT THE FUCK YOU DO. TROUBLING PEOPLE.
I'm appreciating that my cousin helped my with my compaq within a day or two.
But what bout` you? YOU APPRECIATE SHIT.
FUCK YOU. PERIOD.