Fun with YouTube

For the past week there has been this zit on my forehead. It's pretty annoying but at least it doesn't hurt and hardly noticeable. Until about 5 minutes ago.

I got home from uni and I was bored. Went over ebay, looked over some stuff and bought a new mouse for $24 (I think I have an ebay addiction) and found out 10 minutes after that I could've bought the exact same one for $20. 4 bucks would've gotten me a nice lunch! I also had bought a keyboard and mouse set that was $280 retail for $13, and surprise surprise, it was a sham. So I've wasted $17 today, 3 bucks short from getting me into an all you can eat buffet at crown! 

So after realizing how much of an 'Adhi' I was lately, I slightly banged my head to the desk. I completely forgot about this zit on my forehead and the weight of my head with the acceleration of both gravity and force exerted by my anger slammed dead straight to the middle of my zit. AGH! now it is almost as big as the tip of my pinky finger. Lucky I can cover it with my hair.

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On a side note, I have been visiting YouTube a lot lately. I don't know why I visit it even more often ONE WEEK BEFORE MY EXAM!

well anyway I am loving Travie McCoy and Bruno Mars' 'Billionare' (I know it's old but hey it's still good) but there's this one sentence that I always mess up while singing along with it in my head, "I wanna be in the cover of FOBS magazine". Then I told E the same thing, and he said:

"you know 'fob' isnt a word in the english dictionary.... like anyone else not from austrlaia wont understand"

Then I thought to myself. If anyone would be in the cover of FOBS, it would be me, and it would look something like this:

Anyway, I have found some funny and cute videos of animals at their best:

A squirrel laying down on the ground trying to cool itself off. Such a friendly and cute squirrel.

I just wanna take this one home and give it a snuggle..... LOL not really. It'd eat my face.

Here's another one of a baby panda sneezing. 

The mother's reaction is PRICELESS! hahaha i love pandas. 

And here's a video of what I usually do around movie theatres. Such a funny gag this one:

hahaha, I really should try it out the next time I see someone who's back of her head is RIDICULOUS

BTW thanks to GC for showing me how to put YouTube links on blogger, never would've figured it out myself!

well this is what I do when I procrastinate, hope you've found them to be quite enjoyable and consider them to be acceptable for material of interest during breaks in between study.

I still can't believe EXAMS ARE IN ONE WEEK! I AM STRESSING OUT! AS@#$Q#$VR#$TVWR#$@%@%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I might be MIA until exams are over, or at least until next week after I got BIO and PHYSICS out of the way, SO

GOOD LUCK WITH EXAMS AND SEE YOU SOON!

It fits my personality!

My plan for the day, according to my timetable:
10-12 - biol lecture
1-3 - physics questions
4-6 - calculus questions
7-9 - biol lecture

what I ended up doing :
11 - wake up
11-12 - biol lecture
1-2 - pick up printer
2-5 - play around with printer
7 - dentist
8-9 - facebook.

I ended up only doing one out of four things that I was planning on doing. Plus, I missed out on two revision lectures for biol and chem. Good day indeed.

So, I just got my new printer today. I picked up the printer from Target. The seller was waiting for me since 1, and I left the house at 1.05. When I got there, the first thing he said was "you know you could've called me if you're running late, I've been waiting for 15 minutes". I made up some excuse about my mum telling me to do stuff beforehand, he was not impressed. I was really close to saying "yeah I'm such a struggler" but I didn't want to illustrate how much I struggle in life by telling him my life story, so I just stayed silent and let him complain about my tardiness.

When I got home, I noticed that the cable is different. I thought, "that cable doesn't look like a USB cable, it's about 10 times bigger". Good job, Sherlock. Turns out it was a cable for really old printers and obviously my laptop does not have a slot for one.

I had to buy a different USB cable from ebay and so I have to wait for another week to test out my printer. Then, I remembered something. My dad is away so I can just steal the cable from his printer. and I did. I plugged it in my computer and printed something out. Turns out the ink for colours has ran out. I looked over the internet to see if there is any way to make it run again (yes I thought it was possible) and I came across this site that shows how to clean the printer, so I read it.

After reading it, I thought 'hey that doesn't seem too hard' and so I tried to take apart my printer, besides it was only 6 bucks, what have I got to lose? other than 6 bucks, of course. 

So I completely dismantled my printer, and it finally came to the part where I can't break it any further, and the printhead (the thing I was trying to clean) was stuck on the shell by wires. I tried cleaning the printhead while it was still stuck on the shell but I gave up. After putting everything back together, I came to realize that I could've actually just taken off the wires. Struggle..

I could've taken that red, black and grey wire off, but I only realized when I was putting it back on.

So since I didn't clean the printhead, I dismantled the printer and wasted 2 hours of my day for nothing, all I end up with is just a printer with parts missing (because I dropped them along the way) and ink all over it. (the inside of a printer is absolutely filthy)

before                                         after

I also put the ink cartridges in a bucket of warm water (because I was stupid enough to think that would do anything) and when I put them back on, the floor was dirty because ink was dripping out. But the printer somehow works now! Before there was no colour but now, there is a little tint of colour! turns out the water dilutes the ink so it can pass through the printer easier. 

before              after

But yes, seriously this printer struggles bad. Takes 2 minutes to print out one page, I took a video of the whole process but the video size is too big so I can't post it up now. 

Well to sum it up : my new printer struggles as much as me and if you have me over, DON'T EVER let me touch your printer

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2 weeks into buying me new laptop, it has already stuffed up. Don't blame the laptop, blame me. I don't know why it's broken. If I did I would already attempt to fix it, and mess it up even further, and by this time I wouldn't be blogging because I won't have access to a computer anymore. But my screensaver won't turn on anymore. I tried everything and it still wont work. Can't believe my laptop's already breaking, I haven't even put my porn collection in it yet! (haha joking)

well anyway, I need to catch up with work, I feel so guilty now. 

BUHBYE!

The 6 dollar printer

My friend MD asked me a query about my blog last night :

MD: "so when you say e-diary, (from my first post) does that mean you write about things that has happened to you today?"
me: "well anything interesting that's ever happened to me, really"
MD: "so all these stuff did not happen on the day you were writing the post?"
me: "yeah.. some of them happened a couple of months befo-
MD: "so even though you clearly said this was a diary, you still posted stuff that happened ages ago?"
me: "uhm. yeah?"
MD: "you fail at english."

well technically she was right. But if i'd posted only the stuff that had happened to me on the day, it would look something like this:
today i ate. and slept. and studied. and slept.

yesterday was pretty boring for me, so I posted something else that happened a while ago but was worth posting. It may be called an e-diary, but I have 18 years of my life that I haven't posted yet, so it should be completely reasonable to pull off funny and interesting moments of my life, even though it didn't happen on the day right?

well anyway, since people like MD were complaining about my lack of understanding of the english language, I shall post something about my day today, which happens to have actually been a bit interesting.

The day started with me fidgeting in bed because I have been having weird dreams. Why was I having weird dreams? Because I was worried. What was I worried about? I was worried about ebay.

Yesterday, after T sent me the picture of the MAXIMA logo he bought for me, I checked out ebay for interesting stuff that was on sale. I came across this printer that was on auction and was selling for 99 cents at the time. I was suspicious, but still I thought to myself, "hey that's really cheap". So I did a little investigation, whether the printer that was on sale was a good printer, whether the ink cartridges are economically efficient, whether the seller was trustworthy, and finding out why the seller was selling a decent looking printer at such a cheap price.

I spent almost half the day checking prices, comparing with other printers and literally stalking the seller's account, looking at his seller's ratings, costumer satisfaction, other items he was selling, real name, home address, telephone number, spouse's name, relationship status, whether he was a dog or a cat person. OK I'm not that stalkerish. But I came to this conclusion: he is moving out of his place and he's pretty much giving away his stuff (like his sofa and his coffee tables). I also think that he can be trusted, according to most people who have bought his items.

So the auction ended the morning after (which was this morning) at 10.50am and so I decided to go to sleep before bidding. I was thinking of doing what E calls 'sniping' - a move where you bid in the last couple of seconds, suddenly appearing out of the blue and unexpected so people cannot react quick enough to re-bid. like a ninja. I slept at 3 and was worried whether I was able to wake up early enough to bid. Last night dreams such as: me not waking up in time or the seller suddenly withdrawing the sale haunted me in my sleep. The dreams were so real that I was convinced that I had lost the bid already, even though it was still only 8.00. But luckily I figured out it was a dream and I woke up in time.

Only 15 minutes to go, I got bored of waiting for the timer to count to the last couple of seconds. So I looked around my laptop for things to do, and I found MONOPOLY, the board game in a video game format. I started playing.

After buying 'Broadwalk', one of the dark blue streets and losing horribly, I realized that I have been playing for a while. ALT+TAB to Google Chrome and the first thing I saw : "THE BIDDING HAS ENDED, PRINTER SOLD FOR $11"

at that time, my face was stuck for about 10 minutes in this expression:

After I cried for a while (did not actually happen) I was so determined on getting a new printer, I decided to find another one.

I looked around ebay, and found out that there are actually a lot of people trying to sell off their old junk for really cheap prices. I was pretty happy. I found this one printer that has not been used for 2 years and ran out of ink, but bidding expires in the next 3 hours. Starting price was 1 dollar and there was only one bidder : "chance" I thought.

So I returned to MONOPOLY and played around for an hour, helped my sister copy photos to my mum's digital photo album and before I realized, there was only 40 minutes left until the bidding ends, and there was still only 1 bidder. 

By the time 20 minutes was up, I was fully prepared. I showered, went to the toilet, drank a can of RedBull, fully awake, one hand on mouse ready to click 'bid' and the other hand in my pants I mean, on the keyboard to type in a value for bidding. 2 minutes to go. Still 1 bidder. 1 and a half minute. Still 1 bidder. Then suddenly I got distracted and ended up at Google searching for a timer app for my phone, but then I remembered about the auction and looked back, 45 seconds to go, I screamed out, "SH*T"

I suddenly clicked 'bid' and typed in 2 dollars. The screen went blank indicating a new page was opened, then something unexpected happened: I WAS NOT LOGGED IN TO EBAY! GAAAAAHHHHH

However, 2 years of having the same password for every login page I know had helped me out, I typed my password in as fast as I could, and returned back to the bidding page with 30 seconds to go. 2 bucks. bid.

"ANOTHER MEMBER HAD BID AT A HIGHER VALUE, YOUR BID WAS DISREGARDED" message came up, and I panicked. I put down 3 bucks. bid. the same message came up. it said the last bid was 5 dollars. I bid again, 5 seconds to go. 6 dollars, and with superhuman speed I reached for my mouse, aimed it at 'confirm' and clicked. Time felt like it was moving 10 times slower. blank page.

The page reloaded, and it says, "bidding has ended. printer sold for $6". At that second, I lifted my arms signalling victory and satisfaction. I felt pretty proud of myself.

So that was the story of how I bought myself a 10 year old printer that has not been used for 2 years for $6. Later on I told ET my marvelous and epic achievement: 

ET: "so.... do you know if it's still functioning?"

me: "well, no. but he did say it was still working 2 years ago"

ET: "to sum it up. you wasted $6 buying a printer that probably won't work anymore, without knowing whether it was compatible with your operating system, from some bloke you've never met before?"

me: "yup," I said in a tone that a person would use when he was in the proudest moment of his life.

ET: "you are such an idiot."

So I just sent the seller a message, and we are planning to meet up tomorrow at 1 outside Target. At least I get to meet him in public. That way he can't kidnap me, kill me and eat me for dinner.

Let's hope the printer still works. My $6 I've been saving up the last year will not go to waste!

WISH ME LUCK!

Struggle in the lecture theatre(s)

Wow, I can't believe the whole semester, no, the whole YEAR has already passed. Felt like just a weekend. A thrilling, fun and life-changing weekend. 

So there you go, for most of the people I know, we are only a month away from completing first year of university! oh man time sure flies when you're having fun, or struggling to adapt to the sudden change of lifestyle..

ET had recently told me that she was interested in reading my blog. I told her to read the whole thing from the start so that she gets the gist of the format of my blog, such as the purpose of writing my blog, why I don't use emoticons, or why I use LETTERS to represent people's names in my stories. ET then said, "blogs are not meant to be posts that people have to look back to and enjoy, each and every post should be as good and as unrelated to the other so that people who just recently found it can enjoy it straight away"

She had made a really good point, and looking back over what I've been posting lately, it had finally occurred to me that I have not been doing so well in terms of creating a good blog. When I read people's blogs I do not read back to their very first post. So I would like to go back to the main theme of this blog - that is telling screwed up stories of me.... screwing up. 

To be completely honest, the story that most people seemed to like the most, the story of the missing M, was the peaking moment of me being a struggler, and no story that I can think of can top it off in terms of me being a retard. But since we are in the topic of ending first year university, let's recap to a story relating to the new method of learning that I was not (and still am not) used to : lectures.

It was halfway through second semester, and clearly I wasn't still able to successfully juggle my social life with uni life, and so I tend to forget my schedule for lectures and tutes. I had almost forgotten to go to my Physics lecture once, but luckily I remembered. So I went to our usual lecture theater and took a seat in the middle of the back row. I was a couple of minutes early and the seats were filled fast with people who I don't seem to recognize. The first thing I noticed was that we had a different lecturer. I thought to myself "oh right, this must be the new lecturer everyone was talking about". Then I looked up and saw the projector was displaying a slide that said 'trigonometric functions'. As the lecturer was getting prepared for his slides, I looked at my watch and thought "there's still a couple of minutes till the lecture starts, the slides must be from the last lecture."

So I sat there, my physics notes ready on the table with my pens, surrounded by people who seemed to be from a different stream. I looked at my watch as the lecturer starts to speak, "just in time" I thought to myself. And here was how the next 5 minutes went down :

Lecturer : OK, get your books out and we'll continue on Trigonometric functions

Everyone pulled out their orange calculus 2 books and at that time, I just made a mind-boggling realization. I WAS IN THE WRONG LECTURE

student next to me :dude, forgot your notes?

me : uhm, yeah sort of... listen, I just remembered I had to go somewhere can I get out? sorry

So there I was, right in the middle of the row struggling to walk towards the corridor.. making loud noises while people stare at me. I walked down the corridor to the door and noticed my friends who happened to study Calculus laughing and pointing at me. When I reached the door, I hid from the lecturer, dropped my bag on the floor and gave my friends two middle fingers, and I ran to the actual physics lecture.

A few minutes later, my friend texted me: 

St: "mate, 5 minutes of the lecture too boring for you?"

me : "haha nah mate, I was in the wrong theatre!"

St: "......you're a crazy man. I approve of this."

Just last week, I was early to my physics lecture again, just played pool with my good friend MB and thought that I should actually rock up to a lecture for once. I waited for the last lecture to finish, and I went in. I looked around the theater and saw some faces that seemed familiar to me. I looked to the lecturer and realized that it was the same old lecturer who lectures Calculus 2. Some of my friends who don't come to my stream of Physics lecture came through the door, I thought, "these guys don't do physics.... wait, deja vu..... ohhhhhh right."

So yes. throughout the whole year I am still not used to this new teaching concept called lectures, I guess it takes a while for a struggler to learn new things, just like my breadth subject from last semester.

me, just a week ago: "I think I'm becoming more logical lately"

ET : "haha good for you, but wait, why now? You did 'Logic' last semester"

me: "hm yeah, I guess it took me 3 months to finally catch up with the subject"

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On a different note, I received a nice photo taken by T this afternoon. Seems like the MAXIMA logo that I asked him to buy for me from eBAY had finally arrived, if you've just caught up with my blog, please read the incident of the missing M post. 

props to J for the funny arrangement of letters

Can't wait to try out different funny phrases I can make with this set, along with the ones I have stuck on my car. 

So there you go, a post reliving some 'typical Adhi' moments that this blog has been lacking lately. For those who just recently tuned in to this blog, I hope you enjoyed the post and I hope you look forward to many more posts to come!

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!

Romance, it's all a mystery

I have noticed how I have been using the words "noticed and realized" very often in my posts, so let's try a different expression

it has come to my attention that I am sitting home alone writing a blog on a Friday evening.
it has come to my attention that I am 10 lectures behind of schedule and my exams are only a week away.
it has come to my attention that there were many people (not including me) were completely trashed at uni today
it has come to my attention that SECOND SEMESTER IS OVER!!! YEEEAAAAA, and finally
it has come to my attention that more people are getting into relationships.

I have described myself as a struggler at driving, at making grammatically concise sentences and at pretty much everything I do. But in my opinion, I find myself to struggle the most at understanding the emotions of those of the opposite gender.

My friend CB (no it's not Chris Brown or C*ck Blocker) had written a very sensitive and public message to his ex-spouse:

‎"So (X), I hear that you have somebody else in your life, I know it has been a while since we went our separate ways. The way I see it is I have two choices. I either beat the sh*t out of him or I totally forget
about you. But there is no use in any of those because none of them is gonna bring you back to me. I remember like it was only yesterday when you took me out to the park and kissed me in the rain. It is normal for somebody to remember their first love?
Cause i never got over you."

naww how sweet. HAHAH JUST KIDDING IT WAS A JOKE

but still, if only I was able to pull off something like that...

I asked my friends why I find it harder than others to approach girls or become closer to them, and they said:

G: "you're too nice to other girls"

E: "you're too indecisive"

T: "you're fat."

I find T's advice to be very honest and helpful. 

But yes, come to think of it, I tend to change my mind very often. One second I think she's the perfect one for me and the next second I look the other way. Do people find it hard to make such a decision? Or have I not met 'the one' yet? Am I supposed to take some sort of leap in this situation? Or just let fate decide?

If there is one thing to take away from this post, it's this : I guess I am just a hopeless romantic.

Hrmh, I'm not feeling it tonight. I don't feel like posting an extremely long post. Maybe because I'm tired from sitting in the sun the whole day. So I'll post a nicer post tomorrow.

CYA!

A waste of a night

I'm writing this post because I woke up to early. Woke up 40 minutes ago, yeah at 6.40am. why? I'll tell you why.

As I was walking along the train station to my car in the car park yesterday after uni finished at 5.00pm, I was planning the whole night for myself:

1. I swim
2. I blog
3. I study
4. I blog
5. I skip 3.
6. Let's get started on 5. first.

So yes that plan would've pretty much filled the whole night of doing something. But none of those things happened.

I got home, ready to go to swim (the outdoor swimming pool opens at 5 and closes at 7 so I had to leave immediately if I want to swim under the sun) but somehow my hand reached for the television remote instead. Turned on the TV and walked to the fridge. Got some food, sat on the couch and pretty much neglected swimming.

After eating, I felt pretty guilty so I went upstairs to study for compensation. Turned on my laptop and suddenly I felt really tired and sleepy. I don't know why but my brain was ALMOST SHUTTING DOWN. ok not really I just really did not want to study.

So I thought, yep let's take a little nap, I went to my bed and went to sleep about 2 seconds later. It was 6.00pm

The next thing I know, I woke up at 6.40AM. I SLEPT FOR 12 HOURS. WHAT. THE. HELL. the whole night was gone, all that I planned on doing (mostly study for exams) were not done! When I woke up I realized that the sun was out. If I didn't need to pee I'd probably slept till 7.50 and miss my first class again. They really should put 'struggler' as an option for special consideration for exams.

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Somehow, the dream that I had the night before is still in my mind, usually I can't remember my dreams so when I woke up I was pretty surprised. Here was how it went :

The first thing I remembered was that I was back in Year 12 and I was at a tutor in some dude's house in the middle of nowhere, I had just finished my tutor at 7.00pm and I needed a ride home. So I asked a friend but he just suddenly drove off. what a rat. I looked around for a way to get home. No trams, buses or trains around. So I texted my dad. The second the text was sent, my dad came out and told me: I've been waiting in the car in the parking lot downstairs. There was a parking lot downstairs? I did not know that (how sweet of my dad btw) before I realized, it was already 11.00 (in the dream)

I remembered in the car that there was a friend's party that EVERYONE is going to. So I told my dad that I need to go home first to get ready etc. When I got home, EVERYONE WAS AT MY PLACE! turns out they got sick of the first party so they had the afterparty at my place. I do not know how they got in there or how they assumed it was ok to have a party at my own house without my consent. But whatever, I thought positive and enjoyed the company of my friends for the rest of the night. The next half an hour of my dream was just simply hanging out with my friends at my own home, like we usually do in real life. I don't want to sound corny or anything but during that half an hour I felt secure and simply. happy. Those dreams that make you feel like there is nothing to worry about, like you are living in the moment and just the feeling of enjoying some quality time with friends, was all that I need for me to have a decent start to the morning.

So there you go, an odd but heart warming (at least for me) dream that helped me get through the worst part of every person's morning. Getting up. Now off to Uni, NOT LATE!

LOOK FORWARD TO THE NEXT POST!

A Morning full or awkwardness

My morning today was quite unusual. Well except for the fact that I didn't turn up to my lecture again and ended up having to catch up online....

My mum woke me up at 6.45 because she thought it was 8 already. Seriously who does that? What a family of strugglers. So I went back to sleep til 7.45, and I got ready for uni.

My dad is leaving to Indonesia this morning for business, so after a couple of hugs and goodbyes I left the home later than usual.

I arrived to my train station at 8.50 and my lecture was at 9.00, yeah definately won't make it this time so I was just planning to set up my laptop to the uni's wireless internet, which I did.

So at the platform everything was pretty normal, me listening to my ipod while checking out a chick on the other side of the platform, when someone I least expected came up to me and said hi, my brother. Because I left a bit later than usual, my brother caught up to me and we ended up waiting for the same train. Do you know that half-asleep feeling when you're just waiting for your brain to turn on, and don't really want to talk to anyone? yeah we were both in that state. So we said hi, and minded our own business.

Still waiting for the train to come, another person came up to me. This time it was the most random encounter I've ever had on a train platform, it was the dad of my friend, let's call him X. Still in the state of half-asleep, this was how the conversation went. (things in brackets like this represent what I was saying in my mind):

Me: oh hey! (ok so far so good, now say something nice)
me: Haven't seen you in a while! (NO F**KING S**T YOU LOSER why would you see this person often?!  quick, change the topic!)
X's Dad: Yeah it's been a while.

me : (ok ok, lets fix this up.. hmm what to talk about... oh yeah his son!) So how's uhm..
(HOLY CRAP! I dont remember who's dad I am talking to! UHMMMM is it F or L?! AAAGHH IM COMPLETELY BLANKING! JUST SAY SOMETHING!)

me: uhhmmmm... yeah. (WHAT! DONT JUST SAY 'YEAH' YOU RETARD)

So the guy I am talking to, the dad of so-called X, stared at me for about 5 seconds, waiting for me to finish my sentence, and finally realized I have no idea what I was talking about.. so he just said "yeah good"

X's dad: "yeah F's coming to visit your uni soon" (OH MY GOD I KNEW IT WAS F'S DAD! DAMN IT!)

Thoughts were racing in my brain as the train arrived in the platform and slowing down, "what to say now? do i keep talking or just face away and walk in the train?" I looked at him and realized that he was entering from a different door. "THANK GOD" I thought.

me: "ok i'll see you around" and I went into the train with my brother.

my brother : "who was that?"
me : "F's dad"

my brother then gave a face not really expressing shock, more like, a 'what the f**k' look. I gave him one of those awkward turtle gestures to show how awkward the conversation was.

my brother : what the hell is that?
me : don't you know? awkward turtle!
my brother : ......... you're lamer than I thought you are.

The next 40 minutes in the train was still awkward between my brother and I. We stood next to the door of the carriage opposite of each other, and I tried not to make eye contact. Remember, eye contact means engaging in a conversation. So for 40 minutes I was facing left looking out the window, minding my own business.

My brother left a station before mine, and thus my awkward morning has come to a conclusion. One thing to say about the morning : I am no longer half-asleep, nor will I ever be for the next 24 hours.



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so up till 2 days ago, I keep telling myself, "why are you writing this blog, no one's even reading this stuff" but as the day passed, people are starting to tell me, "haha adhi your blog is pretty good! keep writing!" and from then on I never hesitated to write a new post.

What I'm trying to say is, I was very close to stop writing this blog, until the support of my friends motivated me to keep writing. I would really like to thank those who've been reading my blog and those who've been talking about it, because I made this blog for the readers, and without them this is just a mere website talking about the failed attempts of a struggler at being... normal.

Well that's about it for now, I really should listen to the lecture I am in right now.

CATCH YOU SOON!