Wednesday, September 26, 2007

On the seventh day

Today I discovered Facebook.

GOodbye to all that is associated with good and friendster.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Quote of the day.

Upon chance, I stumbled across a quote by Gandhi.

"Be the change you want to see in the world"

I think.

Food for thought.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Viagra


This much, too much.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Millionaire asshole Tony Stark FTW.



I simply can't wait.

ACCOMPLISHMENT.

TOday I finally got windows xp running on my macbook pro, which to me is huge, because first of all I've been putting off doing it for more than 3 months(yeah it goes under the list of things I wanted to do but never got around to until now), and the last time I tried to do it a few months ago I was so traumatized by the experience I decided I would not attempt it until I was ready.

Well, the trauma mostly arises from the fact that I didn't know how to choose startup discs when starting up, but still, on my young, small, naivette and innocent mind it was a huge scare. Well I managed to install it, but after that the whole thing seemed to go bonkers, not letting me right click and ejecting cds, I remember how I frantically restarted the computer(probably causing damage to my hard drive-which I repaired some time earlier), holding down the eject key-silly me- in hopes that the mofo would spew out the windows disc and let beautiful, sweet OS X take over.

I cannot begin to describe the amount of relief when it finally happened. I was sweating machine-gun bullets and vowed never to do it again.

I almost developped windowsonmacophobia.

Fuckin scary.


But thats over and done with... now I can run all the windows apps I always wanted to on my mac!

mwahahahahahahahahahhaa

A era dawns.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Missed flight.

Thanks to the mistakes made by various persons - myself included - , I'll be staying in Malaysia for another week or so.

I was supposed to fly off on the 8th, 12.55am, which means that I'm to arrive at the airport on the night of the 7th.

Stupidly, we kept thinking 8th, 8th , 8th. So we went to the airport on the 8th, 930pm or so, almost 24 hours after my supposed flight took off.

Thus began an hour of blaming and shouting.

Thus the missed flight.

So I suppose I should take the blame partially for relying too much on other people.
Namely my parents.

Well, on the bright side of things, I'll have another week here...

that gives me time to dot things I've somehow put off for three months ever since I came back.

:D