Like many other people, I was planning to claim weirdness to myself...but then almost everyone now call themselves weird. As if weirdness had suddenly become the 'in' thing... With slots for wierdness all seemingly full, i guess i am left to be classified as normal...that wouldnt be too bad now would it?...ah whatever...-__-;...weird...normal...just plain whoever. I am not very good at typing stuff up in these 'about me' pages. I do not enjoy the idea of saying this and that about me. I take too much time thinking about what to say. I fear that what i may type may not really be me at all. Oh how complicated.
# green tea
# books
# manga
# pocky
# sushi
# drawing
# thinking
# downloading
# my laptop :D
# Willyum!
# interesting species of human beings
Wish List
:: fly to the moon :: get a laptop
:: new laptop / make over :: nintendo DS-lite :: external hard drive :: get good results 1st term
:: flowers for algernon - the novel
:: Complete Neil Gaiman collection @_@ :: graduate college with at least a 3.0 CGPA :: rule the world (?)
it makes clicking sounds and i think it's really dead now. it doesn't just have amnesia.
it's now dead. well, a zombie. a veggie. making clicking noises.
it slipped out of its cheap-o leather casing and fell on the floor while i was holding a million other things because papa was complaining about us moving oh so slow.
first, data corruption. one time after another after another. and then now. this.
gar. i doubt i can recover my files now. and to make things worse, i think i've rendered my "new" portable hard drive dead and unusable.
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i hate my life. i feel like cutting class. i feel like waiting for megamall to open up so i can have my portable hard drive checked. i feel like robbing shops of good portable hard drives.
i really doubt my files can be saved. but i'd at least want to be able to use my portable HD again.
roar. and i still have the thesis to worry about. i so want to cry like crazy right now. really really.