It's kinda an annual occassion now... shit! It doesn't crash, no, just refuses to boot and emits this annoying beep beep sound... Grrhhhh.
Based on experience, it usually sorts out on itself. But goodness... I need to work on my assignments! I need to exercise my story-writing ability - which has plummeted so far down, I think it's beyond bottom!!!
And if worse comes to worst... *groan* I might as well DIE.
I mean most of three months' worth research was saved into the bloody PC not to mention my unbelievably perfect chapter one and four...
I've got an award-winning story *wink* stored somewhere inside, too, and should I lose it, I'd have to contact the last person on Earth I want to hear from now... arggghhHHH!
There's also this competition coming up which I'm dying to enter... after all the prize's $500. Don't really think I'd win but it's fun entering, just to see...
And my third submission was just rejected... SHIT! Doesn't anything go right this week??? Over a mere technicality, too. FUCK! And I can't make any adjustment or change just now, because of course that damned thing calling itself a computer is busy beeping away!
Anyway, to a more practical thing... Idul Fitri's coming up and I need to stock up food real good, otherwise I'm dead. Most of the delis and food vendors would be back at their respective hometown and since I couldn't afford to go to the mall all the time for breakfast, lunch and supper I'll fill up the fridge and put on the apron when the days come.
I hope the maid still up for cooking the rice though. Our main maid - the Boss among them - had gone home this morning and #2 had been sent to our landlady's place.
That had been the subject of most grudge among us all. Landlady, whose house consists of 4 members of family and probably 3 or 4 bedroom, sees it necessary that she should have at least 10 servants at a time!
I'm not making this up; she always sent for Main Maid whenever a staff went home on leave. And we're 11 in total! Eleven bedrooms, three bathrooms and God knows how many laundry!
Still not making things up, apparently those platoon of maids were needed to baby sit her two (grown up) children. One was Cousin Juliana's age - actually befriended her for some time - which was 27; the other a year or two below me, about 20.
That's just as well, of course, but we need maids, too, alright? At a house where phone keeps ringing, people dropping by at any given hour, not to mention the rain... laundry gets soaked and no maid to see to any of them...
Goodness!!!
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Thursday, November 20, 2003, 12:10 a.m.
Off This World Why Don't You Get Job - Offspring
I've got so much to talk about I didn't know where to start.
But first off, I wanna say I had been pretty mad at the world yesterday. I dunno myself why, or what triggered it... (Probably just the hunger I feel - my sleeping schedule is still a mess and by the time I'm awake there wasn't much choice, if not to say none at all)
It's probably still because of the break up. I'm experiencing the post break up anger, perhaps. Or maybe I'm fed up with guys. I dunno. Gave up analising things a looooong time ago.
Speaking about irritating males, it's not you guys, Spawn, Genious, Nick (Whiskey Guy!), Josh, Stevie... I know y'all nice boys *grin*
Most of the time when I encountered a male species (more specifically male species of Jakarta), presumably in the process heading towards courtship, my invariable reaction was, "Who in THE HELL are you?"
I used to believe that chauvinist pigs and all those unbelievable jerks you read in mags or stories are made up by insecure, disoriented half-baked feminists.
Well, flash news, people: Jakarta is infested by such guys!
One guy, I'm now making this up, once told me that of course, once I become his g/f, I'd be his property. Yup, that's the word; he used it: Property.
Sarcasm only produced a half-witted, lame joke of stock exchange and the likes.
Speechless... speechless!!!
Most of them treated girls in this manner I find astonishingly pre-historical. Come to think of it, even guys from that era weren't that stoned!
I could go on and on about this but it's safe to say that most of them are incredibly possesive (Excuse me? We just met hours ago and now you want to restrict me... RESTRICT ME??? Even my own mother never say such things... *too outrage to speak more*)
Nosy is another annoying feature these metropolitan guys possess. My, if I list the things they ask after just hours of introduction... well, you get the idea.
Not the vulgar sexual references. If that had been the case, I would know how to duck. But it's stupid, intimate things I think are of nobody's business. They just didn't seem to know where the limit was.
Worse, they didn't know when to quit either. If I duck a question once, twice, know better not to ask, Mister!
Gosh, I'm always outraged whenever I thought of this. I can hardly believe it... I know most of those traits are natural to men but you'd think they'd polish it off nicely, right?
Possessive and jealous of competitors and all that... but they'd know better than to insist to know your every address, all your phone numbers, all your relatives' adresses and numbers; the list go on and on.
(When I declined the guy accused me of being insincere and unwilling to be open. What in HECK...?! Is this a sitcom or something? And we're only introduced an hour beforehand!!! Goodness!)
Worse, the male species in the city suffer from the most infuriating thing I could think of: boastful. And most of the time, it's not something they could actually take credit from. I agree with Dee the Supernova girl, when her character scorned, "Boasting over such trash and crumbs from the office...!"
Whew. Talking about those aliens made me hungry. Gonna go and grab a bite - and, just a little irrelevant fact: Iker's great fan of Offspring, too!!!
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