It’s been more than one month since summer break started and it’s hard to express my repugnance of going back to oh-how-fucking-boring England. Never forget to mention how much works and studying will need to be done for the next approximately one year.

I’m going back in a month time, and what have I done to get myself a better chance of getting into elite universities for the past few weeks?

Nada…

And hell, I haven’t even started thinking about writing my personal statement. Oh my god, UCAS. Now that UCAS is in my head, I’ve forgotten my username and password for my UCAS profile and I won’t be able to access the site to write my personal statement.

Damn, I hate technologies.

And it gets worse, my hand can barely write an alphabet :S \

I spent my whole time playing games and lepaking (hanging out) with friends. And I guess I’ll do the same for the next few weeks until I go back England. I’m just too lazy to find a part time job, think of a draft for the personal statement, research universities and revise the syllabus that was taught to me in the last 7 months.

On the completely offtopic side, good news or not, my laptop is having the same problem like my desktop had before, and I hope it gets worse Really…. I need a better laptop than that one, fucking laptop can’t play a single game because of its low-tech graphic hardwares. And now that it has a ‘blue-screen’ on it, I hope the damn thing goes to the junkyard factory and my father would eventually get me a laptop with better hardwares yet cheaper.
CERTAINLY WITHOUT WINDOW VISTA INSTALLED.

XP is better than Vista. End of story

There you go, an update

Sorry fellas, I’m too tired to write a long post and I’m having a terrible headache.

On a completely offtopic, I swallowed a dead mosquito while swimming free style half-way. -o-

Oh yeah! Oh baby!!!

My desktop is geared and running smoothly, and much way better after upgrading some parts! Not to mention my dad’s gonna get me a new graphic card. Wooosh!!!

Oh what jolly joy…… I’m so happy

I do not know what I did wrong, but I’m pretty sure someone out there must hate me so much. Someone has fucked my Vista so that I can’t access to an online game where my friends are playing.

That online game was going to be one of the things to keep me entertained when I go back to the UK. So, you can say I’m pretty fucked without it.

It’s Sunday and it’s raining and without an online game to keep me entertain, I seriously don’t know what to do :’(

Ah well, I’ve went to the shelter home, things didn’t turn out as bad as expected because I was assigned to help little children instead of old folks. Thank GOD
Not that I hate or having prejudice against the elders, it’s just that went it comes to taking care of them, it’s one fucking hard work. Lots of patience and tolerance are needed, and I just don’t have enough of those to accompany one old man walking in a pathetic slow pace while holding his wrinkled skin dotted with so much age spots. Now that I mention this, I shall also pull out the fact that I’m very hygienical. Of course, I don’t mean that I wear protective suit when working, I just stay away from making my hands do the dirty jobs. E.g. Cleaning old men’s buttocks, stepping on urine unintentionally. Not forgetting to mention, how would I ever know that some of them have AIDS. If this isn’t bad enough for you, how about helping an old man changing his clothes. After taking of everything, you look at his twinky oscillating pathetically with his two testicals. Or how about watching an old lady’s wrinkled, moistened breasts waving at you recklessly? Thank God these jobs are left for the shelter home’s employees and they can have all the condolence they want from me.

As for little orphanage children, taking care of them isn’t easy job as well. There was this one kid eating and she didn’t like the food, she puked at my feet. I was lucky that she didn’t puke on my favourite shirt, but I wish I had been luckier.

Anyway, my mum brought me to the office and asked for a volunteer job and the only job they offered was lecturing.

Hohoho… AlvinYoo, a lecturer?!?!?

What would become of those orphanage children in the future if I lecture them….? Nuclear weapon engineers, mechanics doing abortion as part-time job, the next Hitler, world dangerous assassins, bla bla bla….

But I refuse though

A few things that’s extremely essential for me right now.

1. A super cool computer desktop connected to high speed internet. Maxis is doing a wonderful job on the internet. The computer, on the other hand, not doing so well technically.

2. A room where I can be free from parent’s nagging. A world where I can do absolutely anything I want. I’m saying this because I’ll be helping people in shelter homes tomorrow. Old people, lots of them. And I had bad experiences servicing their every needs :S

3. Money, in one whole briefcase full of them. Parents started worrying when British Pound currency value went up to RM7.1 per Pound. And since MegaSale is on, pls pls pls…. show some symphathy to a young kind and innocent boy, me

4. A return plane ticket. from Heathrow to KLIA. Wait, it doesn’t make sense, does it? Am I saying that my parents are buying me a 1-way ticket so that I could spent most of my life outside and away from home?

Spot on!

My mother thinks that I’ll laze off when I’m at home and she wants me to go anywhere, ANYWHERE, BUT HOME after I finish college.

5. Anyone to entertain me when I’m going back England. Instant messanging or online games, it doesn’t matter, as long they can keep me sane.

My computer self-destructed yesterday. This means no more cool visual effect games, no more surround sound system and lastly, I’m hooked with a stupid laptop which I use it when I’m alienated in the UK.

Fucking hell!

I’m not sure whether my dad’s getting me a new computer, but if he is, it’s not going to be easy, because the aspects and specifications of a computer that I will demand will be so high that it will be extremely excruciating and heart-pain for a portable ATM machine like him.

My definition of ‘high specs computer’ is different from other people. When I said high specs, it means a computer that could play Command&Conquer 3 : Tiberium Wars to its maximum graphic and visual effect. That’s right . The maximum. To every gamers out there, I’ll leave the thinking to you. You should know how powerful the hardwares should be to play Tiberium Wars with maximum texture details, terrain details, highest level of anti-aliasing effect and other visual effects, no? That’s gonna cost my dad a few Grands of ringgits.

I’m not saying that my dad should by the computer said, but the computer has to be better than the one I used previously. And it has to have a 2.4GHz Core 2 Duo Processor motherboard and at least a 512MB DirectX 10 graphic card.

As titled, the devil is back and still goes around squeezing and poking people
You sluggish woman (although you’re not, but I like to describe you as one), you butchered and tormented me for freaking 2 years back in high school.

I can write a lot of things about her, but it’s definitely crude humour and abusive. So, I’ll just end it here.

Was nice meeting you, Yuki.