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Monday, April 20, 2009
BIRD SHIT!>
Today is the best and the worst day of my life. Lemme tell ya why. On Friday, my tablet pc crashed. Whenever I wanted to switch it on, it will be something like this. First comes out the Fujitsu word. (normal...) Then comes the loading bar. (okay, that's usually like that...) Then. It kinda flashes with black and grey then a black screen pops up and I can only see my cursor. NICE.
2 days without my tpc is a suffer enough. So, today, after school at 1.30pm, I sent my tpc to the TA. They were nice. And friendly, and funny. LOL. Watever. I told him what happened and he observed that too. He slotted in some disk and asked me to eat lunch first coz it might take a while. I was worried. But too sad, I had to go.
I didnt eat lunch. I had no appetite. :[ I only drink some Milo from the canteen and at 2.00pm I came back. He said it was still progressing and added that my windows was corrupted. NICE. He told me to come back at 3.00pm. EXACTLY 3.00pm when the bell rang, I was at the TA department. AGAIN. He said it was STILL being fixed and I knew what to do. I simply said, "I will come back at 3.30pm." With that, I had to come out. AGAIN.
3.30pm came. I was punctual at the TA department. AGAIN. Finally it was fixed. He told me to change my password and just update some stuffs. 2 hours. But still happy! I miss my tpc sooo much! Thanks, TA dudes!
COME TO THE BAD PART. I was coming back home. Happy. With the tpc bag on my right shoulder. And the my bag and on my both shoulders. Walking, walking. Then, tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuu! From above. Drop drop drop. ON MY FREAKING LEFT SHOULDER. Splat. I turned to see my left sleeve. Yep. BIRD SHIT. GROSS!! It was brownish and EWW! No elaboration. Urgh. So now, I have my tpc bag on my right shoulder, bird shit on my left shoulder and my bag on both shoulders. NICE.
Okay. I really need to do my math homework. Umm. Still thinking of a joke to give but I think I'll stick to funny stories first. Dont need to crack ya brains. :] Read and enjoy! Bye.
~JokeFunny Story of The Day~
Moving house is stressful at the best of times, but more so when you work 16-hour days. That's why I trusted a friend to handle it for me, though I was nervous when he mentioned how many trips he had made to the garbage tip. A few months later, I realised my dressmaker's model was missing. My friend confirmed that he had dumped it coz it was broken. "No it wasnt!" I wailed. "Oh yes it was," he insisted. "It didnt have any arms or legs."
GET IT? A dressmaker model does not have arms or legs. That is to avoid complication when trying the suit on the dressmaker model. HAHA. Stupid friend!
2 days without my tpc is a suffer enough. So, today, after school at 1.30pm, I sent my tpc to the TA. They were nice. And friendly, and funny. LOL. Watever. I told him what happened and he observed that too. He slotted in some disk and asked me to eat lunch first coz it might take a while. I was worried. But too sad, I had to go.
I didnt eat lunch. I had no appetite. :[ I only drink some Milo from the canteen and at 2.00pm I came back. He said it was still progressing and added that my windows was corrupted. NICE. He told me to come back at 3.00pm. EXACTLY 3.00pm when the bell rang, I was at the TA department. AGAIN. He said it was STILL being fixed and I knew what to do. I simply said, "I will come back at 3.30pm." With that, I had to come out. AGAIN.
3.30pm came. I was punctual at the TA department. AGAIN. Finally it was fixed. He told me to change my password and just update some stuffs. 2 hours. But still happy! I miss my tpc sooo much! Thanks, TA dudes!
COME TO THE BAD PART. I was coming back home. Happy. With the tpc bag on my right shoulder. And the my bag and on my both shoulders. Walking, walking. Then, tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuu! From above. Drop drop drop. ON MY FREAKING LEFT SHOULDER. Splat. I turned to see my left sleeve. Yep. BIRD SHIT. GROSS!! It was brownish and EWW! No elaboration. Urgh. So now, I have my tpc bag on my right shoulder, bird shit on my left shoulder and my bag on both shoulders. NICE.
Okay. I really need to do my math homework. Umm. Still thinking of a joke to give but I think I'll stick to funny stories first. Dont need to crack ya brains. :] Read and enjoy! Bye.
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Moving house is stressful at the best of times, but more so when you work 16-hour days. That's why I trusted a friend to handle it for me, though I was nervous when he mentioned how many trips he had made to the garbage tip. A few months later, I realised my dressmaker's model was missing. My friend confirmed that he had dumped it coz it was broken. "No it wasnt!" I wailed. "Oh yes it was," he insisted. "It didnt have any arms or legs."
GET IT? A dressmaker model does not have arms or legs. That is to avoid complication when trying the suit on the dressmaker model. HAHA. Stupid friend!
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