I can't stand it at home!

I wasn't even bumming around at home, though I got to sleep till 4pm. LOL.

BUT! That's not bumming! Rather, it's 'recuperation from long term late nights".

BUT I still can't stand being at home with just Shorty. She went swimming till evening, and I was so bored, I took a shower, did some laundry, AND STARTED FLIPPING RECRUIT after lunch.

WTF. And I was determined to stay away from working part time till September.

Gahs!

But Shorty kept 'psycho-ing' me to stay home and bum with her. LOL, which, I won't mind except that I won't have any cash to throw around!

Which made me search more fervently for work, and hence the search for my resume to send out to recruitment agencies.

THEN I REALISED THAT I HAD LOST MY RESUME WHILE REFORMATTING CUZ IT CLEARED OUT EVERYTHING!

GAHS!

And the worst shit of all is that while searching for my files in the computer, I was reminded that my laptop's fucking mouse error hasn't been resolved despite reformatting as the HP IT had suggested.

Fuck.

So now I'll still have to send it back in for repair though I'm fucking tempted to get a ONE for ONE EXCHANGE!

I really fucking hope it's POSSIBLE!

Damn it.

If only I could go send it in somewhere near...which the HP website said I could, but they didn't fucking state how it is done, and under which circumstances can it be done!

Even the FAQ doesn't state it!

Fuck, it's just like an empty shell.

P.S: On Second thoughts, I could just be happy doing little housework and stare at my seamonkeys ( 2 baby Artemias died, leaving 3 adolescence Artemias, with freaking long trails of shit behind them as tails when they swim around.), or Read the books I bought from the book sale!

P.P.S: I was reading Desperate Duchesses by Eloisa James the past few days, and it was fucking enjoyable. I hope the next few books I've bought would entertain me as much. =)

P.P.P.S: HuiShan called and asked me to work TOMORROW at Century Square! Woo~! I was so fucking afraid I would die at home with nothing to do. It's a win-win situation since she desperately needed sales assistants and literally squealed when I said: "uh, okay.", in that dull, dumb voice.

I think Shorty's pretty pissed cuz there's no one at home tomorrow to bum around with her.