Monday, June 9, 2008.
9:07 PM

I HATE YOU LAH!

Everytime you got something wrong with some tech stuff, you find me. I try with all my best to help you lah. When something really gets so wrong with it, until I couldn't fix it, YOU TURN OVER AND SCOLD ME INSTEAD. I hate you. You have no balls. 

What happened?
Today I used his camera to take some photos. After that, I tested, I put back. He wasn't satisfied. So he took it out and tested again. I swear, I only switched it to Intelligent ISO and turned the flash off. After that, I put it back to Normal mode and turned flash on. I tested it. I put back. As I said earlier, he wasn't satisfied. So he tested it. Look, after he tested it, there was a problem with the camera. The shutter, when switched on, didn't open. It was in Normal mode, not Playback. The camera instructed me to turn it off and on again. I "heeded" its advice and did whatever was told. The problem persisted until there was a time that it struck normal again. I tested, took a random photo, and then switched it off and on again. Took another random photo. Then off and on. Then the problem came back again. I tried like donkey times, until it struck normality again. I tested once. No problem. I didn't want it to happen again. So I just returned it to him. 

I SWEAR HE'S CRAZY LAH. How much battery left, he asks me. I tell him. Yesterday the fan didn't want to turn, he didn't want to repair. In the end I repaired it myself. I checked the bottom-right hand corner of my computer. IT'S PERFECTLY ALRIGHT, SO YESTERDAY WAS SUNDAY. He has no excuse to complain about how late it is to repair it. He feels it's okay because he sleeps in an air-conditioned room. I'm different. I sleep in a room that is maintained cool by the help of the fan. I tell you, the fan is seriously in a very pitiful condition. It just comes to the conclusion that anything that is good comes under the "care" of his hands, sure spoil one. Like the camera. Confirm plus chop. I try to be polite also cannot lah. He doesn't give me the chance to. He suck. Ball-less man. SUCKER. 

Who is he? He's a sucker, my father. It's like OhMyTian lah, I can't believe I actually typed my father. 


You know CC2 Camp was like nice lah. It actually helped me so much. BUT HE DOES NOT EVEN PERMIT ME THE CHANCE TO BE A NICE PERSON. SO THOSE ARSEHOLES WHO PASSES BY THIS BLOG AND READS THIS POST, PLEASE SHUT UP YOUR FUCKING MOUTHS SHUT IF YOU HAVE ANY ADULTISH COMMENTS. LIKE I'M A USELESS DAUGHTER OR WHAT, I'LL JUST SAY THAT YOU'RE A KAYPO PERSON. NO ONE IS ASKING FOR YOUR OPINION. 


Stupid father. I hate you.