I’m sure you’ve heard of that old news about an Adult-Proof Ringtone [APR]. Well, if you haven’t, allow me to briefly explain: to put it simply, it’s a ringtone that adults over 25 [more or less] can’t hear, but anyone younger will be able to hear a high-pitch sound that goes NGIIIIIIIIIINGGG!~~ I’m sure you know what kind of buzzing I’m talking about. It’s kinda like a mosquito buzzing, but at a much higher frequency, and at lower volume.

Anyway, it’s really not that difficult to produce this sound. A simple circuit with a buzzer does the trick, I remember doing an assignment that could do that. Most classic Cathode Ray Tube [CRT] television sets produce this sort of high-pitched noise too but at a much lower frequency than the APR. I’ve been able to tell if the TV was switched on or off from anywhere in the house just by hearing this noise. It’s not much of a big deal, really, since anyone else could also probably hear it too so I never told anyone about it. The thing is, while everyone in the house could probably hear it, I was the only one who paid attention and actually listened for it.

This was a neat trick for me back in my teenage days [geez, and I'm still only 22!] since I was able to tell if anyone was awake watching TV late at night before I snuck out of my room and out the house. If I hear that NGIIIIING noise, I would slip back into my room and wait a while longer until the noise died away - signalling that the TV has been switched off, and whoever was watching back then has most likely gone to bed.

Today, I can still hear that buzz, but it’s not something I really bothered with because now I simply walk out of the house for late night mamaking and just tell my mom I was going out as I pass them by [at this age, going out late at night isn't much of a problem anymore, thankfully]. However, my paying attention to that silent noise has somewhat backfired on me.

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Today started out with lots of fun. You know, the kind of fun you experience when you watch a fresh coat of paint dry up? Yeah. Really fun.

Anyway, San dropped me a message on YM, asking me if I was bored and I was all like “Oh no, dude, I’m having the time of my life. I so don’t wanna be rescued from my fun!” The damn fucker couldn’t care less and asked me to come along with him on a little trip. I quote:

“Dude, marilah kita bersama-sama melawat muzium Shah Alam untuk menengok toyol, jin dan jenglot!”

[Dude, let's visit the Shah Alam Museum to watch Toyols, Genies and Jenglots]

You see, The State Museum is running an exhibition on The Mysterious Genies, Jenglots and Caskets. So it’s supposedly an exhibition of mystical creatures, ghosts and shit that’s supposed to make your hair stand on ends and give you that wee bit of thrill. You get the picture.

If you’re wondering WTF is a Jenglot, let me first tell you this: I don’t know what the fuck that thing is, nor have I ever cared. I know what a Toyol is though, but I’ll explain it after the post :p

Okay, so I was ignorant, and San somehow managed to sucker me into his plan so I figured, Oh hell, why not? We’re just gonna go look at some ghosts. It’s not like he’s asking me to date a bunch of dumb blondes. Okay, seriously, watching ghosts is way cooler than dealing with dumb blondes. Admit it! [Uhm.. off topic, let's get back to story]

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I don’t know how to describe the shituation I’m in right now. All the drama from yesterday has really thrown me off my usual lifestyle. First, I lost one of my memory cards. Today, my whole camera bag [which contained my personal beloved A700 AND all of my filters] got stolen when I was at Sungai Wang.

What the bloody fuck. This time, I’m really really angry. Really pissed. Not in the mood for humour.

Yes, I went to Bon Odori.
No, I didn’t enjoy it.
Yes, I invited a chick
Yes, I invited a friend, [a close one, in fact] who also knows the chick.
No, he’s NOT single, he’s already madly in love with his current gf.
No, it’s not the same chick that I invited.
Yes, he even offered to help me get it on with the chick
Yes, I really did want to spend time getting to know the chick
No, I didn’t get to hang out with the chick.
Yes, I became a fucking lampost, again. What the fuck.
Yes, I’m so fucking pissed.
Yes, just die, will you?
kthxgofuckyourselfanddie.

update:
Yes, I will forgive you
Yes, only if you ask me to.

You think I need anger management? Fuck off, this blog IS my anger management.

My life has been on full throttle for non-stop since last thursday.

On that day there was a programming quiz. Thankfully I managed to get through it without feeling like a steaming pile of tahi.

The next day was a programming tutorial and I forgot my freaking Knoppix CD.

[note: Knoppix is a Linux OS that runs on a CD. It doesn't need to be installed on a machine to be used.]

Saturday is when I sent the car for an oil change and there was LONG queue. During the time, Cheras was hit by a freak storm. Several roadside stalls got blown away by a sudden freak tempest. Yeesh.

Luna decided to have a period on Sunday. I spent the whole day trying to fix the ‘Delayed Write Failure’ but to no avail. I think in the span of 24 hours I restarted her more than I would every few months.

[note: I found the source of the problem, though. It seems my 250GB SATA-II hdd has bad sectors. It still runs, but it should be repaired. The software says it can be repaired, but data will be lost.]

Boy started making weird noises on Monday. His rear wheels are making horrible croaking and grinding sounds every once in a while, it scared me to hell when I drove.

Tuesday morning I sent it for repairs. All that, while completely forgetting to study for a Math quiz, which was later that night. Luckily I did some practice in the evening and went through it without much trouble, too.

On Wednesday, I drove to PJ after class to help my sis-in-law fix her PC. Turns out her AGP card’s contact points are all dusty, hence sometimes the PC boots up but nothing shows on the screen [a simple problem often leaving n00bs feeling helpless]. Not to mention that its been hit with a shitload of viruses so I spent the whole day reinstalling a fresh copy of Windows on it. To make things worse, it’s a Shuttle PC, and troubleshooting that cramped and claustrophobic piece of crap is a pain in the lubang tahi.

The funny thing is, it’s got an 80GB HDD with 2 partitions, 30GB and 50GB. The 30GB is the OS. The 50GB is empty. Says plenty of things doesn’t it?

[note: It's a pretty powerful PC, actually. AMD 64 2800 s754 on 512MB RAM with an AGP Radeon 9550XT]

Thursday was basically spent burning out some of the 200+GB worth of stuff in my HDD. Its taken lots of burning errors and my limited patience. Luckily there’s a few Futurama episodes [only 45] to watch while burning.

Today, I was cooking, and was looking for the FZ30 so I can show off my talents to you, again. BUT THE WHOLE FUCKING BAG WENT MISSING. I’m still looking for it, and I’m very very upset :( I wish its somewhere safe, oh please oh please.

Sigh. I don’t know if I’m going to Troubadours on Sunday. I really need to rejuvenate :(

UPDATE:
I found the FZ30 hiding in my mom’s closet. She was going to take it to the lab next Monday. Thank goodness.