astro

yesterday, dakshy was all alone at home doing what she was supposed to do - study.
so, yeah. i studied.
usually, the most anticipated part of the studying process is the breaks in between.
so, as soon as 2 hours of studying time is over, in which i'll be glancing at the clock every 2 minutes once, my break time came on!
praise mother of jesus that i was still alive by the end of studying history.

when break time came on,
the pencil flew from my hands.
the book in front of me was stomped close.
the papers were all pushed away.
i stretched and yawned in the process.
broke the 'knuckles' in my neck.
and dashed off to the luring-beautiful-sweet creation of mankind - the TV

switch switch switch switch.
"fuck! the channels are so hard to maneuver! 3 digits?! you kidding me uh??"

the new astro "strategy" which is to label all channels with 3 fucking digits is the fuckest strategy in the history of fuckiest strategies.
come on la! how the hell do you expect people to memorise so many digits for each fucking channel?!

moving on. finally, i located MY channels.
switch switch switch. nothing nice on tv at 2pm? what the hell is happening to the world? and what the hell is happening to astro, which we pay so much for?!
gaya punya pasal, they'll say that they've got SO many channels to suit the preference of people of all ages.
my foot la!

people who watch astro actually ONLY turn on the tv when they have a specific programs to watch. this is so true.
i still wonder WHY does my family waste time my subscribing astro when they dont play any nice programs and keep repeating the same programs over and over again.
fuck astro!

next. since my mom's gone to india and my grandma's gone over to my aunt's place, dakshy has been left to die under the supervision of her maid! no joke wei. i havent been supplied with good food since the time my grandma has left.
MY MAID'S COOKING IS ATROCIOUS!
i cant take it! i'm quite sure if one more meal that she cooks enters my stomach, either i will commit suicide or my stomach will commit suicide la.

dakshy has been known as the food-tester at home. everytime my grandma cooks, i'll be called over to test for salt and i'll always be the one who complains when the food doesnt taste right. but NOW, with her absence, dakshy cant take it no more! i'm being given food which has no salt or too much salt, no chili or too much chili, no tamarind or too much tamarind, under-cooked rice or over-cooked rice and the list goes...

my taste buds are literally dead.

"avva! could you come back any sooner?!!"

click!

~ starvation ~