Flamme
its been long, too long... due to my recent brain power de-surge, beetched up essays and exams and also my addiction to World of warcraft, i have been rather.....busy...yes...busy...
in addition to that, 2 things that happened to day left me with a very irritated mind
scenario 1:
so i was up till 5am yesterday trying to finnish up my Media Essay... at 5:30am, i slept like i have never slept before. i was so deep in a sleep its considered a trance. i set my clock to 1pm and inbetween all that time, my brain was thoughtless, no dreams no REM no nothing. just ...pitch....black....
woke up to sounds of stabbing daggers and gouging of eyeball sounds, Eric was playing Wow...and reality slapped me in the face, i had an essay to finnish up..it is now 1pm, i have 4 hours...time was agaisnt me.
boarded a tram, and this is the beetch part.. i qued in the tram while it moved to my destination. i qued and qued and qued and when it was my turn, i tossed in the many coins that i had (trams are essential in Melbourne, so essential they wouldnt even bother to integrate note-dollar-bill-reading technology into it, so yeah, coins and coins 1 by 1 i dump them into the slot).
when the moniter prompted me to "remove my ticket" and so i did, i looked up and i passed my stop................................................................. wtf.................................................................
i had to clamber out of the tuna can and prove darwins theory of fish-bipedal evolution correct
i payed 3.10$ to walk
Scenario 2
it is late and time was running out. i rushed to the com labs on lincoln street after copying down all the refences from the library. then i wrote my bibliography. and when i did....on a bloody fucked up piece of shit Mac, i cant find the button that allows me to underline the title of the book.i looked up and down, and every possible command i can possibly find... i was on the verge on doing 2 things - 1. whip out my marker pen and underline that book on my screen
2. after realizing that i cant do that and my IQ actually deteriorated because i actually thought of doing so, made me return to my primal instincts of "when something doesnt work, break it" mentality.
like a gentlemen that i am, i asked the kind lady next to me. guess what, she uses a Mac and she couldnt find it :)
after consulting the bible and googling the bloody fark up, i found what was then the Holy Grail -how to underline a sentence.
no wonder Bill Gates is the richest of the rich (dont argue with me on that on something like "ohh hes the 2nd now..." .ill bite your head off, trust me)
Scenario 2.5
when i finally got to print it, hahahahahha guess what? because its a fucking retarded Mac (Mentally Ailed Computer) it only prints on both sides...my 4 page essay was reduced to 2 sheets of paper...it looked so......content-less, but i couldnt care less anymore. i handed it in.
well thats it for the half aday, hope it turns better after this, or im really gonna bite something off its shoulders....
in addition to that, 2 things that happened to day left me with a very irritated mind
scenario 1:
so i was up till 5am yesterday trying to finnish up my Media Essay... at 5:30am, i slept like i have never slept before. i was so deep in a sleep its considered a trance. i set my clock to 1pm and inbetween all that time, my brain was thoughtless, no dreams no REM no nothing. just ...pitch....black....
woke up to sounds of stabbing daggers and gouging of eyeball sounds, Eric was playing Wow...and reality slapped me in the face, i had an essay to finnish up..it is now 1pm, i have 4 hours...time was agaisnt me.
boarded a tram, and this is the beetch part.. i qued in the tram while it moved to my destination. i qued and qued and qued and when it was my turn, i tossed in the many coins that i had (trams are essential in Melbourne, so essential they wouldnt even bother to integrate note-dollar-bill-reading technology into it, so yeah, coins and coins 1 by 1 i dump them into the slot).
when the moniter prompted me to "remove my ticket" and so i did, i looked up and i passed my stop................................................................. wtf.................................................................
i had to clamber out of the tuna can and prove darwins theory of fish-bipedal evolution correct
i payed 3.10$ to walk
Scenario 2
it is late and time was running out. i rushed to the com labs on lincoln street after copying down all the refences from the library. then i wrote my bibliography. and when i did....on a bloody fucked up piece of shit Mac, i cant find the button that allows me to underline the title of the book.i looked up and down, and every possible command i can possibly find... i was on the verge on doing 2 things - 1. whip out my marker pen and underline that book on my screen
2. after realizing that i cant do that and my IQ actually deteriorated because i actually thought of doing so, made me return to my primal instincts of "when something doesnt work, break it" mentality.
like a gentlemen that i am, i asked the kind lady next to me. guess what, she uses a Mac and she couldnt find it :)
after consulting the bible and googling the bloody fark up, i found what was then the Holy Grail -how to underline a sentence.
no wonder Bill Gates is the richest of the rich (dont argue with me on that on something like "ohh hes the 2nd now..." .ill bite your head off, trust me)
Scenario 2.5
when i finally got to print it, hahahahahha guess what? because its a fucking retarded Mac (Mentally Ailed Computer) it only prints on both sides...my 4 page essay was reduced to 2 sheets of paper...it looked so......content-less, but i couldnt care less anymore. i handed it in.
well thats it for the half aday, hope it turns better after this, or im really gonna bite something off its shoulders....
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