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Alright so today was the proposed Laptop hunting day. Went with ol' pops down to Sim Lim Square to hunt around and scavenge for the best prices. Aargh...can't stand it when everyone is having such a fun time twiddling with their laptops and I still have to deal with this slow , overrunned desktop.
Well, anyways, there we were running a little errand for kor(brother). That twit wanted us to get some RS 232 to USB converter. WEll, I'm actually kinda glad that I ran that errand coz I got to know which shops in the labyrinth of Sim Lim to avoid. Man, if you were a shopkeeper and all you did was to sit at your stool in an empty shop and DIRECT your customers around from your post, then you're just asking for some major losses at the end of the month. yea..so I predict that at least 5 stores on the 6th floor are gonna go bust. Haha..so we managed to find a shop where the price was right and discussible, and the guy was kind enough to give some pointers on lap top purchasing and intrduced us to his pal.
Yea so round and round, narrowed down to wat brand and model we wanted and started to circulate to get a feel of the general market. Then pops decided to head back to homebase to make final calculations and decisions. Eeeeh....hope to get my lap top soon. *fingers crossed*
So drove to fetch my mum home after the sim lim tour. Man....I had drivin during rush hour. You get these utterly retarded taxi drivers squeezing into impossible or non-existent spaces and banging that horn like everyone's dead. My driving instructor once told me about this weird thing with taxi drivers : When there ain't anyone in the cab they go at hell's speed, but once they're assured of some prey they crawl along the streets, holding up traffic and basically upsetting everyone. *sigh* .....how stressful.
So after picking mum up went for dinner. That's when things started to go downhill.
To all of you out there, raise your hands and twiddle them. Do you see those stick like things extending from your palm? They are called fingers. Do you know what they are for? Well, sure they can be used for many purposes, but you know wat, they can also be used to press lift buttons! Can you imagine how 'pleasant' the situation is when everyone is in a packed lift and you are stuck right at the back and the pple in front are just unwilling to (literally) lift a finger to jab the 'close' button so that we can all get on our way, instead of waiting for the auto mechanism to kick in. ( in this case, it never did) SO after, a minute of shuffling, and surreptitious grunts and coughs, the lady in front of the panel finally decided to end her conversation and jab the damn button. As I got outta the lift, I just couldn't resist yelling, "Don't you all have any fingers?!" as the door closed in on those impassive faces. Geez..............
Well, after dinner and buying bathroom slippers (another foreign errand, BTW kor if ur reading this, sorry to get girlie bathroom slippers!!!! NOT!) we headed home. And then I had to mark assignments and prepare for GP tuition the next day.... sigh....
NiteZ..............!