I am not a tech savvy person. So I guess crying helps
Just got a new printer (Epson Stylus. Really nice black covering compared to the yuck beige ones that Canon has. Epson Stylus has more er... style I guess. Hoho.) that replaced my ancient Canon one. Which has been around since we first got a computer. Which makes it about 11 years old.
Goodness. That IS ancient.
Anyway, I still have trouble printing my notes. Was thinking I can finally stop hanging out at the computer centre printing my notes and do it at home, and you know, I can be more constructive with my breaks in school. Like maybe lounge around the canteen and gossip. Or something.
But the printer's not working the way I want it to be!
Ack. I think it's just me. I even had trouble putting the stupid ink catridge in. Which resulted in a huge quarrel with Alex and the parentals cause I was frustrated. And resulted in me crying in my room cause I felt so lousy and unloved. I think I've been crying quite a lot these days. I wonder why. Spritual catharsis and all that jazz. But it's like all of a sudden I don't have enough tears to continue crying, and so I stopped, and brought the printer over to Harvey Norman for them to fix.
I think I must be quite a sorry sight. Red eyes, crappy clothes, messy hair, coughing like mad and sunburnt skin. I think the Harvey Norman people probably felt sorry for me. The guy was very nice though, installed all the things for me, wrapped it up nicely and stuff.
Ai... I feel so crap now. And tired too. And so 'nothing to look forward to' - ish. It's very sad. I'm very sad.
Sad sad sad.
I guess my life will be nothing but tutorials and lectures for the next couple of weeks till exams and then the next semester will come and I'll still be here at about 1256 am complaining about my crappy unexciting lifestyle. SAD
Damn it! I want some kind of excitment! Any kind!
Okay. At least I'll be playing Captain's ball tomorrow if it's anything to look forward too.
When you get excited just by the prospect of playing captain's ball, you know your life's seriously boring.
Goodness. That IS ancient.
Anyway, I still have trouble printing my notes. Was thinking I can finally stop hanging out at the computer centre printing my notes and do it at home, and you know, I can be more constructive with my breaks in school. Like maybe lounge around the canteen and gossip. Or something.
But the printer's not working the way I want it to be!
Ack. I think it's just me. I even had trouble putting the stupid ink catridge in. Which resulted in a huge quarrel with Alex and the parentals cause I was frustrated. And resulted in me crying in my room cause I felt so lousy and unloved. I think I've been crying quite a lot these days. I wonder why. Spritual catharsis and all that jazz. But it's like all of a sudden I don't have enough tears to continue crying, and so I stopped, and brought the printer over to Harvey Norman for them to fix.
I think I must be quite a sorry sight. Red eyes, crappy clothes, messy hair, coughing like mad and sunburnt skin. I think the Harvey Norman people probably felt sorry for me. The guy was very nice though, installed all the things for me, wrapped it up nicely and stuff.
Ai... I feel so crap now. And tired too. And so 'nothing to look forward to' - ish. It's very sad. I'm very sad.
Sad sad sad.
I guess my life will be nothing but tutorials and lectures for the next couple of weeks till exams and then the next semester will come and I'll still be here at about 1256 am complaining about my crappy unexciting lifestyle. SAD
Damn it! I want some kind of excitment! Any kind!
Okay. At least I'll be playing Captain's ball tomorrow if it's anything to look forward too.
When you get excited just by the prospect of playing captain's ball, you know your life's seriously boring.
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