thank you come again
well i've just got the worse fuggin day, ever. okie it prolly might not be as bad as whats gonna come, but its bad. firstly, it started off like a normal saturday with saturday lectures (yawns). so normally walking to LT, drop by macs to get a sausage mcmuffin with egg plus a cup of good ol 60 cents coffee. feeling happy from mc muffin, then it starts.. the sneezing, my nose was running like a leaky tap. and the lecture was super dry and sucky. totally don't get what the hell was going on.
then back to hall with packet lunch. seems normal cept nose is still freaking leaking. then started on the tutorials, with a leaky nose, its a sucky experience to not be able to concentrate because ur nose decides that it needed a lil attention today. okay manage to complete one set, then came the other one. it was something that needed to use some program to see whether im rite or wrong, but i cant get to that stage because the stupid compiler decides that '..' is expected somewhere (its LTSA in case tech savvy ppl are thinking its programming, its programming with an modelling program, so its like pseudo programming). after dwidling with that stoopid '..' problem for bout half an hour, i decided to give up, pack up and leave for home. (up till now i still dunno where the hell im suppose to put that '..', i mean for crying out loud, GIVE MORE CLUES ON WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG!!).
so while still pissed off with that unsolveble dots, took a bus and the mrt. next was the incredible smell of the indian worker nxt to me, he looks like an indian worker lar, so i'll take it as an indian worker. don't mind me,he doesnt smell of sweat or what, he smells of that dunno thing they use to drench their body with, or maybe shower.. i think its some variant of piss or something. not trying to be racist here, but totally don't need that after spending so much time worrying bout dot dots.plus i remembered then that i forgot to bring my worship chord sheets home!!
dropped by clementi for awhile to buy ah ma her favourite tapiocal kuey from clementi pasar malam. then next is home. i realised that dad is entertaining some frenz over our place. don't get me wrong, im not anti social or against dad having frenz, its juz after all that shite i thought i could chill out and complete my 'dot dot' problem while cable surfing and having a nice cold heineken. but now that they are over, they are watching soccer, which i suddenly don't feel like watching, abit needed to be alone. but the plus point is the wine is flowing cos they are quite hardcore.
and so i decided after reading the papers and juice(shud go read, this month's issue teaches us why clubbing is bad for us). i decided to tackle the 'dot dot' problem again. and so while optimistic that i can at least solve it, i couldnt but i knew i could refer to my lab work which i already did half which was correct and that i emailed myself from the lab. and the the bombshell... I FREAKIN ATTACHED THE WRONG FUGGIN FILE!!! now not only am i not able to solve the 'dot dot' problem i haf to go freakin REDO my lab!!! wtf manz..
okays now im just going to throw everything down and enjoy some good old tv, and wine and potato chips.. thank you come again!
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napkin man
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11:24 pm
