HP Laptop

I have a HP laptop and I liked it very much.
But then the hard drive died, after SIX MONTHS. I do back up my information, but I didn't back up everything, obviously because a new laptop shouldn't have any issues. I normally do a back-up every holiday though. A week before the holidays is when it stuffed up.

Anyway the hard drive was SO screwed that I lost everything, and HP replaced the hard drive. Hooray. If I want my OLD one back, the important one, to try to fix, they want to SELL it back to me! MY hard drive! And it's going to cost ME to get the information back. I don't have $1000+!

Hewlett-Packard: YOU put this hard drive in the computer. It stuffed up badly. I don't care if you didn't make the hard drive, YOU put it in the computer. YOU believed it would work. It didn't. YOU stuffed up. YOU should do the running around to get it fixed. YOU should pay for it. I want my information back.

But since it's very likely I'll never get anything back from this, I'm going to leave this to float on the internet. Screw HP, buy ASUS or something.

"You have hypochondria." "Oh, no! Not that too!!"

Hi everyone! It's been a long time. How have you been? I've been really busy being dead.
I've written one line and it's already stolen from somewhere else. Those who have played Portal 2 may recognise it.... [there are no spoilers in the video, it's basically a trailer.]



Aaaaaaand there you go. Nice segue into talking about Portal 2. My brother bought it on PS3 when it first came out, and got an extra Steam version. Guess who has two thumbs and got the Steam version? THIS GUUUUUUUUUUY! *points at self*

Every review gives it a 10/10 and I'm no different. It was eeexxcellent. The characters were quirky and lovable. As you can probably tell from the video above. You did watch it didn't you? No? FORSHAME. I do have one complaint though, and this isn't Valve's fault. It's too much fun. I played it the week before I was to start exam study, which was an awful, awful idea, because I wanted to play it all the time. I didn't of course. I'm a wonderful student. But it took every ounce of my willpower to stop myself... to combat this problem, I did the only thing I could do: I finished it as fast as I could. When I finally did finish it, nothing stood in the way of studying. Well... until I remembered I have episodes of How I Met Your Mother on my computer...

When I study, I study like crazy. During SWOTVAC (The week of no lectures for exam study), I didn't wash my hair, I ate a lot of lollies, and I studied from when I woke up until I got too sleepy at night to study anymore (Normally around 2 or 3am). Obviously, this is detrimental to my mental and physical health, and I felt like crap the whole time I studied. Feeling like crap makes my imagination run wild, and I'm a hypochondriac at the best of times.

I'm left-handed. During the study period, I wrote so much that it hurt my whole arm, right up to my shoulder and even my ear. I was tense and stressed so that means my chest was tight too. I didn't eat properly so I felt sick/dizzy quite a bit.

Of course, naturally I assumed I was having a 2-week-long heart attack and was going to die.

I didn't shower much. Yes, I know. Too much information. I'm sorry. And here's even more cringe-worthy stuff. Because I didn't shower much, I got a lump on my back. Some sort of blemish pimple type thing under my skin. I tend one or two if I don't shower everyday. Ah, nature.

OR IS IT? D:



Yes, it ended up being fine.
I'm running out of time to write this so I might end it here. Thanks to everyone who's been reading this and telling me to write more because it's really inspiring :) Now the pressure is on...

If you want to read more, drop me a note here and let me know what you like and I'll be sure to include more crap like it in the future!

Love!

GLaDOS: Well done. Here are the test results: You are a horrible person. I'm serious, that's what it says: A horrible person. We weren't even testing for that. Don't let that "horrible person" thing discourage you. It's just a data point. If it makes you feel any better, science has now validated your birth mother's decision to abandon you on a doorstep.

A correction!

On the 17th of June 2009, I published a post about an ice cream known as 'Skinny Cow,' stating that they were "vile" and implying they were 'vomit on a stick.'

Well since then, my father has been diagnosed with diabetes and become a super health nut who runs 14km a day (Not an exaggeration by the way, he's freaky amazing.) He lost about 45kg in less than 6 months by changing his diet and exercising.  He eats these ice creams constantly. They're excellent, and while I still don't like the ones on a stick, the skinny cow sundaes are pretty nice.

But yeah so buy them so the company doesn't go broke or my dad won't have any ice cream to eat!

The Little Man in the Cute Hat.

Last semester at uni, I had 10am lectures every day. That means I took the bus around 9:20am everyday and theoretically should have been at uni in time for my lectures everyday. It never happened like that because my bus was always late or unbelievably early (PUBLIC TRANSPORT TIMETABLES ALWAYS LIE!) but nevertheless I would always leave my house around 9:15am*

*(+/- 20 minutes depending on how many times I hit the 'snooze' button.)

Anyway whenever I would leave the house, everyday without fail there would be a little old Asian man (Think Chinese, Vietnamese, Cambodian or a mix of them) shuffling past my house, standing in front of my driveway. Every morning. If I was late he would be shuffling slowly past my bus stop and up to the park nearby. The man always wore a big jacket and a little beanie/cap like thing. It was like a bobble hat without the bobble but also had flaps, (though I always imagine him with a bobble now because it's cute). He would always stop and look at me as I left the house.

Let me give you a mental image. Think of Jackie Chan. Not just any Jackie Chan. Think of a cross between "Old Man" Jackie Chan in Forbidden Kingdom:



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 and Jackie Chan in The Karate Kid.



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 Now, I'm not saying every old Asian man looks like Jackie Chan. My grandpa was an old asian man and he sure didn't. Nor am I saying that Jackie Chan is old. Jackie Chan is the most awesome person ever and I plan to be in a movie with him one day. Him and Will Smith. But I'll blog about those later. This man that obviously lives nearby (probably 2 or 3 doors down) really reminds me of these two characters. Both have a kind of silent wisdom about them. Both glanced at the protagonist (in this case, me XD) everyday as if watching them and analysing them. The man down the road is in between these two characters age-wise. He's not as old as the Forbidden Kingdom JC (He doesn't have white hair and doesn't quite look like he's about to die), but not as young as The Karate Kid JC (Looks a bit more frail than that). Furthermore the Karate Kid JC wears the same cute hat as my little man.

Some may say that the man simply goes for a walk everyday at the same time as I leave my house. HOWEVER. From these similarities I have concluded one thing. In both of these movies, Jackie Chan has kept watch over some young person for an extended period of time before suddenly teaching them kung-fu or something similar and leading them to save the world (etc). I therefore must be the Chosen One. When it comes time for some disaster, this little man in the cute hat will come to my door and say:

"Ojaye, I have been watching you for a long time. You are the Chosen One. Only you can stop [insert disaster here]. Come with me and I will teach you the ways of [insert fighting/defending/hero thing here]."

Then he will train me with sticks and swords and hand-to-hand combat and I will finally be like those cool people in movies.


It could happen.

"We can hang in my crib. I will show you my 'hood." - Jackie Chan, Rush Hour.