Uncle Su’s Got Some.

A blank slate might help.

“Bull Shit.”

“Don’t screw with me.”

“Hmm, so Mr. Lie, between 20K and…?”

“Please don’t sound like you’re patronizing me when you don’t mean it.”

“I’m walking out the door.”

“I’ve got a better offer in… “

“Well here we go again, Mr. Lie, a commitment from us will take a commitment from you. Are you willing to leave a deposit today? Would that be Visa or Mastercard?”

“I’m sorry, but I thought we had an agreement there?”

“The best you can is good enough…”

Sorry for the lack of updates lately.  It has been a crazy month starting from the finals, the farewell for Ricky, Orlando and Miami trip (Nassau was canceled due to not having Visa), to being back in Ann Arbor, the daily snow and wind… And then there is the ballad that is GOING TO SCHOOL.

For the past weeks I have been pushing myself, falling back into procrastination and then pushing myself forward again… It’s a tough job, but I have to get things done just like everyone else. I could say that I have been working too hard and I should be proud of myself, but then I’d be lying to myself. I can do better, much better. The state of slum that I am now, only god knows how pathetic it is, compared to how I was half a decade ago. It’s a joke, frankly. Really. Recent friends would know me for someone who’s always having that inner struggle, that cha-cha-cha and salsa and tango between being active and passive. They’re 2 separate people at times…

But I digressed. I was just going to complain about the things I’ve put myself through (you may call it my cold turkey period). Like doing homework ahead of time, waking up before sunrise just to get to an 8am lab, doing this and that and finding out about millions of stuff and… Haih, yeah there I went, exaggerating everything again. Anyhoo, I just wanna say I can do better. And I should really do better.

Quote of the day: “Some people find it hard to catch a break, but for me I just can’t catch a struggle. And when they come, it’ll be all the struggles in one.” - John Mayer.

When I just arrived in Ann Arbor less than a year ago, the resources, college mails and advisers were throwing me with class schedules, concentrations, double major possibilities, a through-train program with master degree, internship, research, “you have to get active in student clubs and organizations”, resume, classes, homeworks, group works…

Bleah.

Yeah as if I need any reminder on why I particularly love punching the snooze button these days. Walking up easy is so underrated.

T-Shirt designs have always fascinated me, especially the geeky humor type. Allen is working something with that, or something like that. Anyhoo, I got to this link, bustedtees.com, and found some humor:

Never google search 2 girls 1 cup. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. (NSFW)
Attention ladies: I enjoy Grey’s Anatomy (It’s true, I enjoy the occasional Private Practice and Desperate Housewives too)
Long Distance Relationship
Me So Horny
GILF (MILF stands for “Moms I’d love to fuck”)
Viva La Evolucion!
Punching Game (I was a blue-black victim that time in Chiangmai in 2003)
That’s what she said (Mmm Hmm)
McLovin!
You’re Handsome
Mac Daddy (better than sugar daddies)

hadapi dengan senyuman
semua yang terjadi biar terjadi
hadapi dengan tenang jiwa
semua kan baik-baik saja

bila ketetapan Tuhan
sudah ditetapkan, tetaplah sudah
tak ada yang bisa merubah
dan takkan bisa berubah

relakanlah saja ini
bahwa semua yang terbaik
terbaik untuk kita semua
menyerahlah untuk menang

As of now I am struggling to put myself to sleep again. It’s friggin’ 5am and I still can’t get a wink of sleep. To everyone who has been struggling with this and that, here’s an ode to you. To every one else who’s finding it hard to catch a struggle (like me), try to get some sleep and try again tomorrow morning. I know, I don’t deserve this song either.

Good night, Ann Arbor.

I knew they were running low on inventory for this particular lens (very popular and in high demand with the festive seasons around the corner at that time), and so I called the sales department (after having to wait for almost half an hour on the phone). They told me blatantly that yes sir we have the lens in stock and no I don’t know what you’re talking about. Your lens will come soon. Bye bye.

Now my order was backordered and they expect me to wait for it. How long? A week? A month? Dude, by the time the lens arrive I wouldn’t even qualify for the rebate (deadline for submission in Jan 08). Plus $400 in the back account can earn me my interest… So no thank you, I canceled my order. Gimme back my money Beachcamera.com. I’m taking my business to bhphotovideo.com.

Pictured above is the screenshot I got in my account for the particular backordered item. Apparently the link to the item page was dead, which is understandable since they are out of stock.

I swear one of these days I’ll go down to Apple’s headquarter at Cupertino and kill whoever is sitting in the CEO position. (According to FSJ its Ja ‘Red under plastic surgery *spoiler*) How dare they sell me a lemon mac that crashes more often than any PC I’ve ever had. And I cannot return it. Damn!

A few minutes ago I’ve just realized that the supposedly free iPod I paid sales tax for is ALSO lemon. It doesn’t play. Nada. Takes 2 seconds to go a second in the song play time. Fuck you apple, finger you!

I tried on different equalizer settings. Nada. I tried on 3 different headphones. Nada. I tried restoring in the iPod itself and through iTunes, also NADA! Then I noticed the songs take 2 second to increase 1 sec in the displayed play time. So the problem is probably worse than what I thought. Fuck! Take a bow you lemons, take a bow!

In an ideal world, I’d be hugging every apple products that come my way, smelling their sweet scent of magic. But in this real world, fuck you fuck you fuck you apple! Stop selling me products that don’t work, effers!

(I’m sending back my lemon iPod after the replacement box comes through my door.)

Good morning space rabbits!

OK I’m very guilty of this Nyquil abuse business last night. So for the last 2 days I have been sleeping irregularly again, waking up at 4pm only to sleep at 6am. And then the cycle repeats itself again for the next day. Very vicious cycle.

So like the typical average neighbourhood genius, I opened up my first aid box and opened a new bottle of Nyquil, gulped 30mL of it (as directed by the bottle, of course) and viola within minutes I’m sleeping in fetal position. As peaceful as a baby. Good stuff, I might add. Now it’s 6pm. I’m awake physically but whoa dude, so highhhh dude! Everything feels funny and bolstered dudeeee…. Good stuff I tells ya!

Kids, I’d say please don’t do this at home but hey, a little off the counter psychedelic won’t kill you, right? Right?

Good morning space rangers! It is now 1000 Wednesday and I am not, I repeat, I am not in class. Like yay! Like, I was one foot out the door when I realized I didn’t have my keys with me, and then I got to the door again and wow I realized I’ve left my evaluation papers atop the printer. And thus I was late for the bus. Viola!

I’m starting to dislike my macbook’s keyboards. A lot! They are not ergonomic, not sensitive to touch, and keep having syncing errors with the visual interface. I’m always afraid to say this, but for some tasks like crunching words and editing pictures, I find solace in a PC.  Everything else eye candy I go to my Mac. It’s like when you’ve got a hot horny girlfriend everyone other girl is jealous of, but you keep going back to your fat and ugly ex girlfriend just because she knows how to cook, knit and tell you bedtime stories. Word.