i need to bitch coz my mood is like fuck.
its too distressing having so many bad things happen all at once.

lets recap what happened in the last 24hours.

first, some idiot caused the house to black out yesterdae,
when the power came back, my computer was dead.
the power box had fused.
so i had to carried that freaking heavy CPU down to the computer shop.
they couldnt repair it on the spot, and had to keep it over the weekend.
so no more computer.
sian.

when i got back, i realised that i needed my notes for case write up.
but oh no, my brother took the car out.
so i had to wait for my mum to get home from work,
and rushed over before the shop closed to copy my files onto my external.
at the parking lot, some basturd stole my parking lot.
i spoted a lot, signalled, and waited for the guy to come out so that i could reverse in.
but the fucker just headed in.
lucky for him, i had to rush to the computer shop before it closed,
if not, i would have made sure his car had 2 beautiful long scratches on both sides.

when i got home, i tried to do some work on my sister computer.
but with her 128mb ram, instead of taking 30mins to complete my work, i took 3hours.
the windows tooks years to open.
wasted my entire night.

this morning i forgot to bring my handphone.
and i forgot to bring wet wipes again.
felt damn handicapped and oily-faced all dae.
not good at all.

this afternoon it poured, mr cream drank too much water,
and on the wae home, he decided to die on me.
coz i forgot to bring my bloody handphone,
i had to walk damn far awae to find a shop with a nice keeper to lend me his phone.

next, i tried to change the spark plug,
2 idiot fucktards tried to be helpful and helped out.
i rejected their help but they were still all over the bike.
they did not help fix the engine.
instead, one of them tripped over the howl and stepped on it.
and now, its fucking scratched all over !
so now, both howls are fucking scratched !
they ran off after that.

later, my dad came to the rescue.
first thing he did was to scold me for using upper paya lebar road.
why?
coz according to him, that road is very curly wurly and jammy,
and he hates driving on that road.
but fact is, its pretty curly wurly but not at all jammy.
so anywae, i explained nicely that the geylang polyclinic was along paya lebar road,
just 100m from where my bike broke down.
and therefore it was reasonable for me to take that road.
plus, it was 5plus, there's a freaking big jam on PIE and there's ERP on.
but he still insisted that i shouldnt have taken that road.

thankful, a kind lorry driver decided to help us out.
he was off from work and decided to help tow my bike back to sim ming industrial park.
we drove in front to lead the wae, and he followed behind.
suddenly, my dad became a mad man and started speeding off at 80-90km/h.
i told him to slow down for the lorry man, but he insisted that the lorry guy could see us.
eventually, we lost the guy and had to turn back for him.
what an idiot.

on the way home, he kept msg-ing on his handphone while driving home,
so the ride home was terrifying.
he would speed up while msg-ing, and on realising a stationary car in front,
he would jam the brakes, making me fly forward.
yar, the whole wae home was like that.
i told him to stop doing that coz it was dangerous.
he changed the topic by saying that i'm a worst driver for having gotten into the car accident,
and therefore i have no right to tell him how to drive.
so fucking irritating.

den he went on to scold me for not bringing my handphone,
and for buying a stupid second-hand bike that breaks down so frequently,
i explained that the bloody bike was in good condition,
and this was the 1st time it broke down since i overhauled it beginning of last year.
and explained that last 2 times was due to a punctured tyre which was not part of the engine.
he kept insisting that i was in the wrong and continued nagging/scolding wadeva.
so sickening.

anywae, i feel quite sian and defeated now.
its been less than 1year since i re-sprayed my bike.
i've tried all waes and means to keep it in tiptop condition.
yet, i get a neighbour who banged it down while reversing,
causing a super big scratch on the entire left howl.
and den i have a stupig mechanic that is lousy with his tools,
scratching off paint while helping me service it.
by the wae, all the other mechanics i've gone to, before him, had never scratched it before.
so i stopped going to him after he scratched my bike.

and now, i have 2 fucktard who think they're so smart,
and tried to helpful despite my rejections,
and end up tripping over the howl, stepping on it, and scratching the entire left howl.
what the fuck.

todae is a super bad day :(