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Y Thursday, August 06, 2009
5:55 pm
Ever had one of those days where you got up.. well not quite on the wrong side of the bed.. just getting up and feeling pissed for no apparent reason.

Nothing's wrong, because Lady Luck's gonna give you that reason to be pissed, just later in the day.

But what could go wrong, right? No chemistry or math tutorials. Just a math lecture (odd, I don't fall asleep in these) and chem lecture. Oh shi-, there's an econs test! But wait! Your lazy teacher flashes the answer after you're done and it's only half an essay. Why bother!

Fine, so I haven't written my SGC and it's due today. No big, I'll just use my break and.. fuck. All the goddamned computers are occupied. Guess I'm not the only one with that brilliant idea eh? HEY WAIT THERE'S AN EMPTY ONE RIGHT THERE.

"Oh that one isn't working, I logged in and it hung."

Figures right? Ian you dumbass.

So I went into the library, sat down and took out my notes... HOLY SHIT MY IPHONE CAN BROWSE THE INTERNET. Forgot to charge it last night, but hell it should last. I'm a goddamn genius.

After a few frustrating login attempts, (bloody touchpad) I got in and waited for about an eternity for the page to load because the reception in school is plain retarded. I mean, who needs phones when you've got angels to deliver messages eh? Since every one sleeps during lessons, I figure that's why nothing was done about the reception - the angels work better with all that dream visiting.

Took about 25 minutes to get my SGC done with the touchpad and horrid lag, did a final check on the damn thing and poof. Yes that's right, I got logged out, the screen blued out. Next thing I know I see the login page.

"You are logged in as QJ"
[Log In]

Han Shen went crazy and started giggling, I just kept a stony face and prayed it didn't go wrong. Apparently it was terribly funny and he was reduced to a giggling mass of hysteria, shaking like a goddamn gerbil.

Hit log in and it went on an infinite loop that kept going back to that same page.

Fuck.

It's fucking 2009, CJ, can you make your website a little more phone browser friendly? For fuck's sakes.

I gave up, took the fucked up test (and happened to study the wrong thing) and was on my merry way to Parkway to meet mc for my $50. Now that's nice. Finally, money in my wallet!

I grabbed a seat next to an old guy. Funny, it was crowded but the seat wasn't taken.

Like the deal with the computer - something's obviously wrong! No, not with the seat. You see, this acrid, rancid smell raped my nostrils after I sat down. The old fucker smelled of shit and every time he shifted his legs baby kittens die. He must have shat in his fucking pants. Old people should be kept in a box at home. That way if they crap in their pants no one would have to put up with it.

Turns out he just wanted to get into some girl's panties and I left after a bit. Hoes 1 Bros 0. Still, I got my 50, what could go wrong?

I busted my ear phones that's what. A 170 down the bloody drain. +50 - 170 = -120. I'm still broke. Pissed off and tired, I made my way to the busstop. Saw 196 and ran like fuck, almost fucking my ankle up but I made it anyway.

Dropped off after a bit, and 30 seconds later an empty 196 toddles along behind the one I alighted. Fuck it.

I quote Daniel "At least he didn't take it (the shit) out with play with."