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Saturday, October 20, 2007
this is un-fkn-believeable. my dumbass of a laptop like, DIED on me. it DIED. like, it DIED. i can't stress it enough, my Lappie Died.
okay, i'm just super annoyed because it's like, not even three mths old and it dies on me.
so the bloody thing was playing up so i like, try to shut it down and like restart it. so i leave it and went to like, wash my hands or smthg. neways. this NOISE comes out of the bloody laptop. wait, not a noise. like, a bloody siren, and i'm not even joking. it was SOOO loud, i thought we had a fire alarm in the house i didn't know about, and started looking for smoke.
my brother says it's because it's "Overheated", but he's usually full of crap, so i ring Bernie and have her ask her brother what the problem was. turns out it really was "Overheated". so leave it turned off and take a nap and when i got up, i had high hopes for it to have cooled down and working fine again, but the stupid siren just started again.
i couldnt find the warranty card so i msged my Mum.
"Mummy, Lappie died. like, it DIED! do you know where the warranty card is cause i cant rmb where it is."
my GrandMa than like, looks in the exact same place where i was looking and finds it.
i later informed my Mum that the warranty card has been found and it's all good.
she rings me later with even Bigger news.
mummy: what happened to Lappie?
me: i dont knowwww. it just DIED. and it made a really loud siren.
mummy: okay, go to Ngee Ann City tmr and get it checked or smthg. Anyways, i've bought you some stuff frm here.
me: YAYY. thanks Mummy! is Philippines nice? is it like Thailand?
mummy: ummm. well, a bomb went off yesterday in a big mall i wanted to go to.
me: WHATTTT? A BOMB?!? YOU MEAN LIKE A LITTLE HOMEMADE ONE, RIGHT?
mummy: no, it was a big one that went off in a very big shopping mall.
me: ARE YOU SERIOUS? DID ANYONE DIE?
okay, i admit i dont read the papers or watch the news.
mummy: 8 ppl died. i Really wanted to go shopping there, but i'm sure they've closed the mall off, so maybe i might just eat around there tmr.
okay, under NORMAL circumstances, i'm ALL for the shopping overseas, but this was NOT, and i repeat NOT, under normal circumstances.
me: WHATT? SHOPPING? MUMMY, ARE YOU CRAZZY? FLY OUT NOWWWW!i dont know if my Mum like had any drugs recently, but she was oddly calm about it all, when her daughter is freaking out over you know, A BOMB.
mummy: i cant. i have to finish my work here.
me: BUT WHAT IF THE AREA YOU'RE IN GETS BOMBED?
mummy: than i guess it's my time. you need to leave it to God.
me: WHAT. Mummy, God only helps those who help themselves, and staying somewhere where getting bombed is a High possibilty isn't helping yourself.
the conversation drags on for another 8 minutes, and she's still a cool as a.... what's that proverb? neways, you know what i mean. she's totally cool about it, and i'm screaming FLY OUT NOW.
we end the conversation shortly after she promises to fly out once her work is finished and that she'd stay in safer areas.
she talks to my brother for a few minutes, and being the retard that he isnt shaken by the fact that his Mum is in a country that's been bombed.
me: CHAI. YOU KNOW THERE'S A BOMB WHERE MUMMY IS ?!?!?
chai: ta. there are bombs going off all over the world.
and it's like the weirdest thing everrrr. reading about it in the paper and watching it on the news (both of which i dont do) for over a year or however long it's been since America starting this whole bombing thing in Iraq, we're so immune to it. it's SO fuckin' different when like, someone in your family is experiencing it though.
i still cant belive my Mum is so calm about, when i'm going ballistic.
anyways, i'm back on the PC since as like i've said, Lappie died. and ohmygoddddd. my brother is possibly, the Filthiest being that's ever walked the Earth. and when sisters say that, they're usually like, exaggerating, which i'm sometimes guilty of, but this time. i am FULL SERIOUS, and so not exaggerating. hand to God.
i actually had to get a cloth and wiped the entire table and mouse and keyboards before using it. and there's this horrible, PUNGENT smell of a boy who doesn't shower after school and instead sits at the computer Dota-ing away his sad life.
SO gross.
This is what i call, my brother.
so i had my first exam today. we had English and three hrs to complete 3 essays which had to be a minimum of 9 pages long.
what a blast.
it's going to suck so much when i get the papers back because i didnt even have time to finish the entire thing.
ugh, whatever.
it's a Friday night and i'm at home studying Bio and it'll be Saturday tmr.
oh, it actually already is Saturday. well, it'll be SaturDAY tmr and i'll be back at school for extra Bio lessons.
exam periods really do suck.
CHANTAL, out.
xoxo