Sunday, June 22, 2008
Today's not my day. was written at 12:36 AM
Okay, there I was bored. So I took my camera out, my shy of 2 months old camera and started to take pictures. Then, inda semana my camera was focusing but it didn't 'take' the picture. It did that lots of times already but eventually it would in the end so I was not that worried. When it did 'take' a picture, there was this thing blocking the surroundings. So I panicked. I mean I literally went WTF?!So I studied the thing. The camera okay, the buttons and all. I checked the lens and oh yeah...The problem was there. The freakin aparture's tecabut! I mean, seriously tecabut! I zoomed in, out, rotated it left and right; the thing was in there hanging, tecabut, ampai-ampai! Aku panick lah and you should not, ever, see me when I panick.
So I thought hard on what to do, pacing around my room. Out of desperation I did what I'd always, always do at times like these; which was to go straight to my dad's toolbox and get the necessities: screwdrivers. So I got them, went back to my room and started to lay the lens out on the floor, natural light shinning on it. I felt like a surgeon. A very scared one who's giving birth instead of delivering them. Yes I was that crap. Shit. Shit. So I covered the lens with their duhh, cover and then started to 'try' unscewing them but they didn't budge.
Grateful that they didn't as I went through my history with fixing things...Some went well and some didn't like my mp3 player. Taie tu but yeah I'm glad the screws won't budge.
Then I remembered yang my camera tehantak. That was it's first hantak man and I'm sure that was not the cause. I mean, it was okay wah. I took good pictures after that hantak.
So what's left for me? Well, tell my dad about it. Damnit I hate this. My mum knows about it already and she said just tell dad and I quote,'rilek saja inda apa-apa tu.' I hate this I really hate this. I mean why is it always the stuff that I love yang rusak/lost? My pendrives, my mp3, my speakers, earphones, chargers? Why? Why? I mean, I take care of them. I share! I clean them up! They have wonderful spots in my cabinets. Wonderful! Yet, they're the ones who'd get hurt, lost and damaged. And furthermore, the lens were that way since day 1. Okay? SINCE DAY 1! Taie wah! Crap...!
So my dad has no clue yet and I'm scared to tell. It's not easy. Seriously not that easy. I mean, I know he won't stay mad forever and chuck me out of the house or anything but dissapointing him is really depressing. I hate the look when he's dissapointed in me. I mean he expects me to take care of things and I've been crap in that department since, ever. Taie eh.
So Bri you're asking me about my lens? Well it's dead.
Crap eh like shit.
Yours Truly,
Wedah
You got me XOXO,
Wedah