Bloody Arsesignment.

It is already a few weeks before finals. This remaining weeks is full of assignments and projects. My procrastination habit was still part of me. And she still out of my sight. I guess I should keep my options open since maybe she wasn't meant for me. Instead of waiting for her, I might as well wait for bus, at least they arrive as they should.

Yesterday, I went to my classmate of open house at Gombak. KL huh, there never once in my lifetime the road to KL wasn't busy as hell. It took me almost one hour an a half to reach there. The traffic was congested so was my lung. Countless smoke. The journey yesterday seriously testing my ability to use brakes. And thanks to that I realized that I need to change my brake pad as the sound of screeching becoming more unbearable.

Did you know what the hell is this? This is what us (engineer) called PLC. True engineer's stuff. Involving with countless port and countless wire. And tons of instructions list need to be implement. One of my project was involve with this shit. I have no idea how invented it and was too lazy to Google for it. Ignorant is bliss. Who knows that maybe my great gramps invented this. It might cause an uproar in the family because we didn't inherit any single penny from his richness. Haha. As this machine evolve, many dudes try to come up with variety set of cartridge just to make your life as a student more miserable. Well, its not like I need to memorize all the cartridge function.

Another thing is, my computer sucks! I had a hard time trying to install program in this computer. And eventually I end up using my friends or the lab's computer. You know, if the price of an item, an important item is above one thousand, I never got to use them first hand. Like the car and the computer. Not to whine but at least I'm lucky to have those. And when you used to a slow computer, you will once develop a lag symptoms. When you use a much faster computer, the rate of mouse clicking was abnormal. I mean when you click an icon, you tend to wait for a few second even when the program was already load.

Well, I'm miserable. Even when I'm content, I'm miserable. Or even when I ate rice, I'm miserable too. My life was unorganized. The proof was my notebook. Not the fucking laptop you nerd freak! The actual notebook. Minus the arts, I stuff every subject I learn in that one single notebook. I even reused it for next semester if there is more that half pages being left unused. My hair is miserable too. Even a hair salon failed to solve my hair mystery. My attire, my clothes. Even when I'm wearing an expensive wrist watch and use an expensive wallet plus drive a sedan car, I still look like a hobo and everything around me looks extremely cheap. I once told my friend the cost of my watch was RM80. They instantly believe it. Well, RM80 is a reasonable price for a wrist watch. I know I still got the kicks to cheat.


Well this is the watch that I mistakenly broke last month. And I used it about two week before I bought a new one. In those two week period, countless people have been asking about the watch. And I guess some people did wonder what is wrong with me by wearing a broken watch. I know because when they're staring at me, there are staring hard. Huh, people really can't deal with weirdness, that is why alien do exist. And that is why I once want to become an MIB's agent.
Mr. I, lets kick some alien ass!

"And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse, chop another line like a coda with a curse." - Third Eye Blind, Semi-Charmed Life.