Someone Stole My PC!

   Ah, I guess happiness is transient, after all. Just as you thought you’ve attained nirvana with your LCD monitor and a workstation that won’t give up the ghost when running the latest version of Office, an accursed son of a female dog went ahead and swiped it. To make it worse, he/she/it replaced it with a PC that should, for all intents and purposes, be scrapped two years ago!

   Oh by the way, I’ve started working. It’s an entry-level position, but nevertheless I am now officially part of the workforce and on my way to become a respectable, productive, tax-paying (siiiiiiggggggghhhhhh) member of society.

A Moment’s Thought…

I have just returned from yet another exhausting club meeting / thing (well, we actually had a mini disco session at one point… how many meetings do that?), and right now, my head is full of thoughts. Some good, some bad, and some are downright scary. For the sake of posterity, I am going to list them down :

• I’m so glad for my friends. Well, for having friends, to be exact. After more than a year’s isolation in Ireland, having real, flesh-and-blood friends you can talk, punch and do other physical things is a indeed a good thing. I do worry that, I might get too used to this, and I will not make it on my own someday, if I ever find myself alone. But that’s something for another time… right now, I just want to enjoy the companionship.
• I’m glad that I’m good at my chosen field (programming). Having something that you can be proud of is great. It’s all about the self-esteem
• I’m glad that, while I’m not exactly from a family of millionaires, I have food to eat, roof over my head, and all the necessities to sustain life. It’s not exactly very luxurious, but if you’ve never tasted it, you won’t miss it
• and finally, I’m glad that I have a mind of my own. Yes, I do want to be popular, well-liked, etc. But I know I won’t so easily cave in to peer pressure… I must never lose sight of my objectives, and I must weight every one of my actions carefully. Long-term planning, people!

Uh, to be continued…

Seriously, shut the fuck up

   My fellow hostelites,

   It has come to my attention that some of you are under the delusion that you are, in fact, has a talent in singing. That is, of course, complete and utter bollocks, seeing that you are more likely to choke and die on your own stupidity than ever having a remote semblance of this elusive thing called “talent”.

   Therefore, please do us a service by NOT singing loudly at nighttime. In fact, don’t even bother opening your mouths. Talking is an optional thing, and it’s better for you to remain silent and be thought of as stupid, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt. So in other words, shut the fuck up.

   Also, I know you guys have very nice stereo systems. But no, I really don’t want to hear your whiny Malay songs from my room. Or nausea-inducing Cantopop. Or some Indian / Bangladeshi song that made me think racial hatred is acceptable in some cases, after all. Or even English songs — whatever happened to being considerate to your neighbours, hmm? Fine, you’re a fanboy and you masturbate excessively to whatever infernal singer / band that’s doing those songs — no need to shove that down to my throat now, do we?

   So friends, hostelites, countrymen — seriously, shut the fuck up.

Aw, dang it…

   Assignment and exam marks are out for Programming I.

   Got 20.5 out of 20. That may look good enough, but some guy got 21 (the maximum mark)!