Monday, June 30, 2008
FINALLY! Ads are up!
I was up all night since I got home from visitation of the Stroked-want-to-die-but-kept-alive-on tubes-Grandmother, trying to set up my new beloved blog, and getting all the ad units up so that I can earn as I blog.
But alas, I was too fucking dumb and cross eyed from too much late night readings and broken, inconsequential thoughts running through my head at that time, that I didn't see that I was pasting all my codes under the wrong HTML section.
=.=!!
In my flurry of irritation, I even wrote in a complaint ticket to Technical Support, at 4:45am in the fucking morning! Pfft.
You're now most welcome to bring a gun to head. But I know you all wouldn't bear to do it since Murder is a crime, and I'm just not worth it. HAH!
I eventually gave up trying to figure out the huge chunk of codes and where to paste them, and went to bed. (I was supposed to go to school at 10am.)
But as you all know, it's IMPOSSIBLE for me to wake up at such ghastly hours when I'm so sleep deprived. I woke up briefly on the dot at 8am- to depress the snooze button, and snuggled back in bed.
Which resulted in me skipping lessons for the day, though I could've gone for afternoon lectures, but I was too lazy to dress up and travel, so I'd conveniently asked my beloved WeiNi to check my Process Optimization & Operations test results for me via SMS.
XD
I got a C! And I'm so happy already. Because I'd failed the module miserably in the previous attempt, a C is considered a great achievement!
And as it is, my day is perfect.
But alas, I was too fucking dumb and cross eyed from too much late night readings and broken, inconsequential thoughts running through my head at that time, that I didn't see that I was pasting all my codes under the wrong HTML section.
=.=!!
In my flurry of irritation, I even wrote in a complaint ticket to Technical Support, at 4:45am in the fucking morning! Pfft.
You're now most welcome to bring a gun to head. But I know you all wouldn't bear to do it since Murder is a crime, and I'm just not worth it. HAH!
I eventually gave up trying to figure out the huge chunk of codes and where to paste them, and went to bed. (I was supposed to go to school at 10am.)
But as you all know, it's IMPOSSIBLE for me to wake up at such ghastly hours when I'm so sleep deprived. I woke up briefly on the dot at 8am- to depress the snooze button, and snuggled back in bed.
Which resulted in me skipping lessons for the day, though I could've gone for afternoon lectures, but I was too lazy to dress up and travel, so I'd conveniently asked my beloved WeiNi to check my Process Optimization & Operations test results for me via SMS.
XD
I got a C! And I'm so happy already. Because I'd failed the module miserably in the previous attempt, a C is considered a great achievement!
And as it is, my day is perfect.
This is Quinsy- Not your usual tonsilitis.
An introduction:
I'm Quinsy, and I've been blogging for more than 5 years. I had to shut down my old blog due to The Tormentor's never ending quest to seize me and take over the total control of my life and being.
They want to me become a person fashioned out of their own image, with thoughts and actions done all according to THEIR plans, THEIR wants, and THEIR aspirations.
Unfortunately for them, I'm NOT THEIR CLONE.
I'm Quinsy. I'm tonsilitis with Pus.
Not the common tonsilitis that they had expected me to be.
Hah.
If they had expected me to be the usual pain in the ass teenager, they're very wrong. Because I'm the uncommon unexpected almost 21 who will be a pain down their throat; nothing beats the discomfort of having your usual peristalsis interrupted and something stuck down your throat. Just like a dick deep throated, the pleasure is never yours. IT's just worse than having something stuck up your ass - you can't get pleasure, and you'll be damn sure it doesn't ease your constipation or give you diahorrea.
If you thought I would just completely stop blogging because of your threats and insults to me, you're very wrong. This is cyberspace, and I will always exist as data.
There's a log of everything in here.
I'm Quinsy, and I've been blogging for more than 5 years. I had to shut down my old blog due to The Tormentor's never ending quest to seize me and take over the total control of my life and being.
They want to me become a person fashioned out of their own image, with thoughts and actions done all according to THEIR plans, THEIR wants, and THEIR aspirations.
Unfortunately for them, I'm NOT THEIR CLONE.
I'm Quinsy. I'm tonsilitis with Pus.
Not the common tonsilitis that they had expected me to be.
Hah.
If they had expected me to be the usual pain in the ass teenager, they're very wrong. Because I'm the uncommon unexpected almost 21 who will be a pain down their throat; nothing beats the discomfort of having your usual peristalsis interrupted and something stuck down your throat. Just like a dick deep throated, the pleasure is never yours. IT's just worse than having something stuck up your ass - you can't get pleasure, and you'll be damn sure it doesn't ease your constipation or give you diahorrea.
If you thought I would just completely stop blogging because of your threats and insults to me, you're very wrong. This is cyberspace, and I will always exist as data.
There's a log of everything in here.
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