Hi everyone. No, I wasn't dead. My computer has terminal cancer. I don't think I should prod it anymore. I'm posting from the family computer, and it's icky. Like, the keyboard is kinda greasy... and sticky, at the same time. So is the mouse. It's really gross. It took me maybe five minutes to decide to brave this contraption. Also, the screen is a whole lot smaller than my computer's. Not to mention it runs really slow. But it's the best I can do for now.

I need to send my computer for servicing, but there are several problems in the way. One, it's not my decision, but my parents'. Two, even though I know that they'll eventually help me, it's going to be a while. Because it's expensive. About 50 dollars for the check, and then add the cost of the broken part. Broken isn't such a good word, because I doubt there's any mechanical damage to my computer. It's probably the hard drive. Three, my O' Level Examinations are comming up. So my parents may just pull out the excuse of "Your exams are almost here, you don't need a computer." ugghh sticky.

I think I'm going to need another shower. And my hair is still wet from the last shower. This is really... sick... No computer should ever get into this state. Ever.

So anyway...

Monday: CLB O' Level Oral Examination. Good thing was, I understood the question. Bad thing was, I didn't know how to answer it. I sounded like I had a speech impediment. It was really frustrating. I mean, let me speak English, and I'll give you an awesomely deep explaination. But Chinese? Bah. I am really, totally, not a linguistics guy. I don't see the point in learning an ancient language. But whatever, I need it to go to JC. Great system.

Tuesday: Montfort Gay Club! Or so we thought. Turns out that the social dancing session was all solo. The instructors actually realised that we studied in a single-sex school. Okay, so no need to touch another guy's waist(though I attack people there almost every day...), but it turns out... we're going to do the Cha-Cha. How nice. Okay, catchy tunes, interesting steps. But it's difficult. And we invented a new dance. It was called Step Around Randomly And Laugh At Yourself. While Stepping On Others' Shoes. And Hitting People. I think I just broke the word record for the longest dance name ever. But sadly, it'll never be accepted. 'Least it was fun, though. It was fun. Admit it. Ha ha.

Thursday: It finally rained. After about a week of blazing flames and burning souls- I mean, humidity- It rained like Katrina had come to call. The wind blew tiny droplets of rain all the way into the school study area. Where I got sprinkled. Thunder was crashing, lightning flashes abound. Everyone around me was wetting their pants in fear. Or not. My point is, storms are my favorite weather. It's cold, it's windy, the sound of the rain drowns everything out, until the thunder overwhelms the patter. Some people say that the rain makes them feel isolated. I say that the rain gives me privacy. When it rains so hard that you can't hear the cries of the idiots, or the sound of the roads, it makes me feel at peace. A great feeling of satisfaction and optimism. I always wish that it would rain more often. I guess I just enjoy the feeling.

Today: The sun came back out. @!#$@!!
Least it wasn't as hot as it was for the past week. All the graduating classes got together to take a group photo. We were supposed to be in an arrow formation. It looked more like a tumor to me. I tried to sell a badge to someone for 5 dollars because he lost his. I'm awesome, aren't I? 'Course, it didn't work. I hope it rains more tomorrow. And the next day. And the next. And the next. And the next.

Well, I gotta go wash my arms. Icky. Gross. Disgusting. If there was another synonym for those words it would be "Joe's Family's Computer." I probably won't be posting soon., but as soon as I can without needing to disinfect my typing appendages, I'll be back.

*I hate using IE7. It doesn't have a spell check.
**Sorry, no picture today, since I'm not using my own computer.

-Joe