just received an email from the seller; my aj’s been sent via ems! now to wait n see.. *anticipates*
finished encoding the first three episodes of slamdunk anime on vcd too! woot =))
there was this bug during the ripping of the .wav file which stumped me for hours last night, but i finally managed to lick it by following advice on the forums. lucky shit.
wish i had that big a mouth :X
i’m actually very very.. sleepy. i was about to concuss with ‘patriot games’ right open infront of me when i fought it off so that i could continue encoding my slamdunk episodes into mpeg-1 format, and so here i am.. unable to zz, not encoding and rotting as usual.
i’m actually very very thankful that i’ll be leaving mossad in about 2 weeks’ time.. phew. had enough of this crappy job. it has the job scope of an cpl (i.e. NO job scope) and the pay scale of a 2lt. but then again, i’ve been bitching about this damn job ever since i started heh heh :X
and i thought i could stand it for a year before i fled.. too bad. the 1.3k pay just kinda pissed me off beyond reason, and motivated me sufficiently to begin looking for a new job in ernest. toss in a goodly dollop of luck, good timing and interview performance and tada! new life beginning soon =)) like what the old lady at home’s always been saying ;p i’m a lucky asshole, destined to luck out through life without too much effort.
hope nz finds his soon. i know it absolutely sucks to be jobless, and it prob feels magnified by a factor of a hundred when you’re not a swinging bachelor like yours truly. my frantic hunt before ord was already driving me to the depths of low morale at times, but at least i was living on that meagre five hundred odd dollars still. i can only imagine how bad it feels to be at home and no interviews.
all i gotta say is, keep trying 😉 and put more effort into the cover letter/resume. i’m not really sure if it helps, but at least you’re doing something constructive eh?
wonder if i’ll get off work early tomorrow hmm. it’s supposed to be payday man.. and i’m like really, really broke. and i need to shop for clothes tomorrow, ‘cus g2000’s sale ends this month :X
and i’m still stuck with nowhere to go tomorrow.
reason a. financial constraints.. ’tis gonna be a tight month till my next payday.
reason b. social constraints.. no friends to go out with.
reason c. physical constraints.. i’m damn tired. i need more sleep!
for some odd reason, bits and pieces of the past kept flittering around my brain during work today. mostly it was things she said. what did i think? i just mentally went ‘hmmm…’ and continued terminating the damn connectors mindlessly. think my bloody gray cells do that occasionally just to give me that miniscule rise out of the delusion that i’m totally useless/worthless. eh.. i’m wasn’t ah? food for thought.
(five seconds later.) nah, not working. i still feel like shit ;p
despite the firm thoughts that convince me i’m shit in human form, i think i’ll still be going ahead with the bday plans. already killed so much brain cells over it, it’ll really be a waste if i don’t execute it to perfection hmm. wait n see ;p
there was this article that i read somewhere about nice guys, and it went something like nice guys isn’t really what females want. more like someone who can entertain ’em, give ’em a sense of security, financially, mentally.. and physically? kinda makes sense. i mean, who’d wanna be with a klutz that can’t handle his own problems eh heheh. no wonder the fun guys get all the girls ;p
and shit happens in the family today.
minor shit of course. stan lost his bike at school. or rrrrrather, it got stolen. he was out for hours with his friends after school, all in a desperate attempt to locate the bike.
idealistic kids -.-
if i were the bugger who stole the bike, i’ll definitely hide it away. who’d parade the stolen goods after the dirty deed man?
i’m not actually saying stan is a klutz, but i’m kinda insinuating the fact that he is. i mean this is like the second bike he’s lost since secondary school? maybe he’s just damn suay this time round. no biking to school anymore, not until i switch jobs at least. he’ll be able to take my bike then. incidentally, my bike’s like 6 years old ;p bought it since poly yr 1 and it’s still alive. that’s why i always advocate against washing one’s bicycle ;p making it look grimy adds years to the appearance of the bike and turns the opportunistic thief off heh heh.
i think his mind’s default switch is labelled somewhere along the lines of ‘wherever ye friends go thou shalt follow.. with no questions.’ simply has to have friends along to do everything, even for part time jobs and school cca choices. he’s always the head-somewhere-in-the-clouds kind, not sure where his footing is, no sense of direction, no goals no purpose, the typical mindless herd animal.
shrug, can’t expect him to be a cold fish like me i guess.
in a rush to go for lessons? man. like i told him, why be in a rush man ;p late late lor.. big deal. the tutor/lecturer can mark you as absent, but he can’t stop you from sitting in and listening to the lesson right? more importantly.. make sure you don’t drop your valuables and lock the damn bike properly.