this post is brought to you by the letter "F"

... and i think you know what it stands for.

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received a call from the service centre this morning. i was still in bed, when i was woken up by a text from my dad asking me how my laptop was doing. i replied saying i don't know, they haven't called, yet. then, about 5 minutes later, my phone vibrated (because i hate the sound of a ringing phone) and some guy was on the line and he was from the centre.

basically what he said was that my hard disk was faulty and they couldn't retrive the data and that they had to change it and that the new disk size would be smaller because they didn't have a larger one in stock.

i asked, "so, where do you think i can get one with a larger capacity?" he replied, "er.. maybe in a store (a 1-second pause which felt insanely long)... that sell hard disks for notebooks?" oh right. i'm that stupid.

things i lost in the fire hard disk:

1. photos from 2005 to 2008
2. academic work from 2005 to 2008
3. an ongoing personal project i started late 2006 and kept no backup whatsoever
4. music files and videos
5. the 3 videos i made and was so damn proud of.
6. my diary (i thought i was being modern switching to writing using a computer software. i have now lost everything i wrote since 2005 and have since switched back to the old-fashioned method - writing it down on paper)

i guess this is what a breakup without closure feels like.

also, yesterday was the start of the handball tournament. we were up against the team which my college beat during the softball game just a week ago. they basically played with the same players and they were playing with a vengence. last year, we lost to the same team 1-8.

yesterday, we lost 1-14.

yeah, i know. ouch.

another game today (against some other team. we have no idea if they're any good or not). if we lose this game, i swear, today is going to turn out to be one of the worst days of my life.

Edit: we lost the freakin match. it was so fucken close, we should have won! i guess the team really fucken underestimated today's opponent. i think i've reached a new level of frustration. you have no idea how badly i wanted to win. this is so fucken upsetting! i think i should stop now just to stop swearing. sorry.