In every Individual, there is a force more powerful, more mysterious than the inner workings of the Universe. Shaped by thought, fuelled by emotions, forged by life, touched by spirit and loved by love itself, it is the everlasting gift called Imagination...

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Suvon is the name of a World that I am currently working on in hopes of sharing with other fiction writers. It's a project that has taken me quite a while. Right now, I am on a slow process at the first book, a King's Heir.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Xfresh Archive: Flying PC, twinkle bell and a fixed car

Location: Where I don't wanna be
Mood-of-the-day: Rolling, rolling, rolling, keep rolling, rolling...

Yesterday, I spent 2 hours on my bum trying to finish a C++ lab test. I got Qb and Qc but have little to no idea how to do the Qa. I tried NULL, repetition and fflush(stdin) but neither showed anyway of getting rid of these nonsense output. I made my monitor flew 20 - 30 feet out of my school's window, followed by my CPU but I kept the speakerphones. Need Limp Bizkit therapy.

So I was in Hospital Bahagia, diagnosed with paranoia but they sent me home because my school specifically confirmed that I have to finish my damn bloody lab test in order to pass this class. Because they ran out of strait jackets and ropes, the very nice and friendly doctors let me go as long as I promised not come back. Still, everything in this very white room is nailed, bolted and caged to the floor. And so is the PC.

I was very sleepy when I got home last night. I didn't have the full energy to eat my mom's famous ayam masak lemak (I sort dragged the rice and chicken pieces into my mouth). Took an early nap and woke up at four in the morning, feeling like I owed a million dollars to the government. Actually, I should be half-thankful that I've made myself to go back to school. In state, I doubt I'll be singing while I do my chores (as it was on my schedule every Thursday).

My mom got my kitty Dusty a new bell collar. It's a collar with a twinkle, twinkle bell on it (obviously). Had I mentioned that my mom fussed over my cats? She gave Dusty his 6th collar in 2 years because he kept losing them, even the one she brought from her trip to Japan. She supposed that weirdos stole the collars to sell at pasar malam when we were living back in DU.

Personally, I think Dusty hated collars. He was always scratching at them and they distracted the birds. Come on, the guy's barely out of his kitty days and he needs to prove to Patchy (11-year-old hunter veteran) that he's a big cat. Of course, Patchy himself never got the disadvantage of a twinkle bell.

Also, I got the car fixed. It was just the transmission fluid, no big deal. Still, mom didn't bothered to get the air-con fixed too since that (she thinks!) I have an immunity to heat so I still have to drive with the windows half-open. I like to listen to music (wow, as if I hadn't mention that before) but the outside noise is muting my radio.

So if you're on the LDP Kelana Jaya and saw (logically, you'll hear first!) a girl driving an old blue Proton with music on LOUD, ... well no points for guessing. She should be extra hyper in the next few days because she got her lab test done in the nick of time.

Signed: *Ophie (j/k about the 1st and 2nd paragraph)