How about some much-deserved SHUT THE FUCK UP
Posted on: Thursday, September 30, 2010
Posted at: 2:23 PM
Posted at: 2:23 PM
Gosh.
They say most people wake up feeling blue and depressed on Monday mornings because it signals the dawn of a new work/school week. For now though, I think I can safely exclude myself from that bunch because I belong to a small, privileged group which doesn't have to worry about such things for now. Rather, I make merry and frivolously waste my time away. Studies? Nah. Money? That can wait.
But... not anymore.
Just 2 days ago, I woke up to clear blue Monday skies. I felt good and I felt refreshed. But alas, all good things always come to an end. The serenity and calm derived from sitting up on my bed was soon shattered into a million pieces by a drill.
Reno-fucking-vation. Apparently, the 3rd floor and the 5th floor units are undergoing some reno-fucking-vation. Sad to say, I live quite near to these floors and the incessant drilling has definitely not cut me any slack. Let's take today as an example I fell asleep at 6 this morning only to rise and whine at 10. No I do not sleep that little (contrary to that in fact, I sleep a LOT). So why did I? No prizes for guessing. I run to my vacant-in-the-morning parents' room but it offers little respite from the murderous decibels. Nor does the kitchen or the hall. Or anywhere else for that matter. I can't even hear myself gurgle. This is absurd.
Of course, bad things (most unfortunately) usually come in a bunch. This is no exception, we have drills, louder drills, EVEN louder drills, hammers and all other sorts of serenity-killers.
These bastards should at least offer me a pair of ear plugs. Or better still, halt the damn construction and/or compensate me by paying for week's stay at a hotel. The noise is driving me bonkers. I'm outta here.
(P.s. Pray for my hearing)
They say most people wake up feeling blue and depressed on Monday mornings because it signals the dawn of a new work/school week. For now though, I think I can safely exclude myself from that bunch because I belong to a small, privileged group which doesn't have to worry about such things for now. Rather, I make merry and frivolously waste my time away. Studies? Nah. Money? That can wait.
But... not anymore.
Just 2 days ago, I woke up to clear blue Monday skies. I felt good and I felt refreshed. But alas, all good things always come to an end. The serenity and calm derived from sitting up on my bed was soon shattered into a million pieces by a drill.
Reno-fucking-vation. Apparently, the 3rd floor and the 5th floor units are undergoing some reno-fucking-vation. Sad to say, I live quite near to these floors and the incessant drilling has definitely not cut me any slack. Let's take today as an example I fell asleep at 6 this morning only to rise and whine at 10. No I do not sleep that little (contrary to that in fact, I sleep a LOT). So why did I? No prizes for guessing. I run to my vacant-in-the-morning parents' room but it offers little respite from the murderous decibels. Nor does the kitchen or the hall. Or anywhere else for that matter. I can't even hear myself gurgle. This is absurd.
Of course, bad things (most unfortunately) usually come in a bunch. This is no exception, we have drills, louder drills, EVEN louder drills, hammers and all other sorts of serenity-killers.
These bastards should at least offer me a pair of ear plugs. Or better still, halt the damn construction and/or compensate me by paying for week's stay at a hotel. The noise is driving me bonkers. I'm outta here.
(P.s. Pray for my hearing)
Economics
Posted on: Saturday, September 4, 2010
Posted at: 3:40 AM
Posted at: 3:40 AM
I've learnt the concept of scarcity (well, let's face it, almost everyone knows about it LOL). Unlimited wants with limited resources.
Unfortunately, my resources are VERY limited at the moment.
Can I just fuck economics? ): I need unlimited resources for the time being plox.
Unfortunately, my resources are VERY limited at the moment.
Can I just fuck economics? ): I need unlimited resources for the time being plox.