Oh God.
I just settled into Aunt’s house, and I have to get up and go again.
Moved into the dorm… and it’s arriving into Ohio all over again.
I hate it here, and I wanna go home.
Dumb fucks.
1. What is up with people who don’t comment when downloading audios? I’ve really come to hate this aspect of sharing. Is it that fucking hard to use your hands to type out 5 letters after clicking? Are you that lazy? Are you that lazy to move your left hand from your buttcrack and type ‘thanks’? Why are you even still alive if you can’t even move your hand, much less your body? Oh wait, you’re just going to the kitchen to gorge yourself with food until you swell like a balloon and gain another 100 pounds. Then you’ll go back to your little computer and download then you die.
Stupid fucks.
2. What is up with people asking the dumbest questions? I uploaded Der Glockner von Notre Dame on disney_sounds. Some kid goes:
“This is German, right?”
No, it’s fucking Bollywood, that’s what it is. It’s Scandinavian. It’s Hebrew. It’s fucking Chinese.
Doesn’t the fucking title give it away?!
A little snappish today. I’m worried for my sister. She got this enormous bump on her foot randomly when she woke up from the couch 2 weeks ago. It then dissolved into a hideous bruise (you can see the bruise here). The bruise went away, but she now feels pain and numbness in her foot. I’m terrified it might be Compartment syndrome, and the worst case scenario is that she’ll never regain the feeling in her foot.
She’s going to see the doctor today. I made a call to Singapore asking Mom to call me back once Sis got the diagnosis.
YAY she’s fine. Phew.
Settling In
Okay. I completely take back what I said about respecting your elders, at least for this grandmother in particular. Because she’s seriously insane. She talks to herself all the time, keeps calling me ‘mei mei’ (little girl) despite the fact that I’m 20 years old, sleeps and snores everywhere and every single time she talks to me it must be about food. We have to repeat ourselves 20 times before she gets us, and most of the time she doesn’t anyway. She can’t walk much, and never leaves the house.
My two grandmothers (maternal and paternal; the one I talked about was… uh… my cousin’s grandmother. Is there a word for that?) aged pretty gracefully, and I guess that was where I got my respect from. My maternal grandmother is SANE, still can walk about and take 13 hour plane trips with no backlash, and is as healthy as ever. My paternal grandmother still has black hair. Not as poised as my mother’s side of the family, but still she is SANE.
Good Grief, I don’t know what happened to this one.
Cousins are still crazy. They spent a good 20 minutes yelling at each other because someone threw away the vacuum cleaner filter and nobody knows who it was. I wonder what it’ll be like if something more drastic happened… Like the TV broke or something. Dude, the entire house will collapse with the sound of their voices.
Got my laptop today! I’m so happy! The screen’s 15 inches… and it looks HUGE. I mean seriously. It’s as big as the 17 (or 19? Don’t remember) inch we have at home. I don’t know if I can carry this to lectures without figuratively blocking the people behind me. This thing takes up half of the desk space as it is.
And Vista sucks. I couldn’t get Firefox to work and had to read the troubleshooting guide for Vista. I can’t uninstall programs directly via the Control Panel anymore, and for some reason Microsoft thinks that double-checking if I want to open ‘unauthorized’ programs on the computer is a required feature now. Blah.
Okay.
Now my grandmother’s just senile.
Culture.
I like to walk around the house bra-less. Only when I go out I wear one.
Is this considered weird? Or do you guys do that too?
Observations on my cousins below the cut. Nothing about bras. 
