Okay, I'll succumb to the fact that I was hot-headed the other time and couldn't keep my emotions in check. Who can? I'm promised that I'll get a PC for myself by the time i step into SP, till now the promise has not been delievered. by the way, the promise was made early last month. Worse still it was agreed to be a DIY comp so given the time till i started school, i duly agreed to it, only to be a made a fool in the end. Out of desperation, i thought of getting a laptop with the help of my mum's friend. all the hoo haa died down when consultations with other parties led to the downfall of the purchase of the laptop. i simply can't stand this crap anymore. i need one for my own before all the projects and researches come in.

for your info, i'm only allowed to use the comp that i'm using now till 9.30 'cause it's in my aunt's house and on top of i have to get home, human beings have to sleep too. given the average time that i got home each day after the holy pilgrimage from commomwealth west avenue to ang mo kio, how much more can my already-dead brain cramp in? no rest and straight away to the PC screen, with the face of the clock overlooking me. all under the eyes of the law are innocent until proven guilty. not under the face of the clock though. the time limit really constraint myself from giving 100% to everything i do. and i feel damn retarded. awkward. like a piece of whatever-shit.

the bottomline is, i wanna have one on my own. and i've settled for a ready-made. so being a tech goondoo, i can only understand part of the specifications listed like how a sex desperado will only comprehend the meanings of "dick", "breasts" and "fuck". so at every PC that i stop at, i can only compare that few specifications for their differences. a sex desperado is only able to compare the size of boobs and the vigourousity of fucking? pretty similar huh. but that's not the main problem that's haunting me. the ever friendly and informative store helpers are there to guide me through what i want. oh how appreciative i will be of them eventually. they will be the angels to the hell that i'm going through. but time stops for no man...

packed on weekdays, only leaving to chance on weekends. i haven't even have anything in mind on what to eye on. so that'll take up more time to survey around. till when do i have to wait? it's easy to point the finger at others but eventually, it's me who have to change the situation.

EVERYTIME ME! POINT TO ME SOMEMORE LAH! WHAT THE HELL!