15 minutes blog of a cursed glasses

I don't normally believed in this type of thing. But it seems like too much of a coincidence to not make me think. So few weeks back, I went to make a glasses. The good news was my eyes have not changed much after 10 years. The bad news was the $230 price tag AFTER discount. However, my old glasses has a permanent scratch after 10 years of service, so there is not much to complain about.

Then last weekend, I went to get my new glasses. Stylish, and slicker than my old pair, which look like something out of Detective Conan. I left my glasses in the car. Monday morning rolled around, and I tried to put my stereo face plate. *Clack* The face plate did not stick to the dashboard. That night, I opened up the face plate, and saw the broken plastic piece. It was midnight, and I didn't do anything more. On Tuesday night, I reopened it again. It seems I can't open the cover of the face plate completely. So, with little room, I managed to glue the plastic pieces back together with Epoxy glue by midnight again. On Wednesday morning, the face plate slipped into the dashboard without a problem. It felt good, until I had to take it out again. *Clack* I sighed, and gave up. The face plate won't come out now... I will probably have to break it open this weekend.

Then this morning, the MIL(Malfunction Indicator Lamp) light in my car went on. Uh oh... My mind went back to the strange sound that started few weeks back. Could it be because I ignored the strange noise from my car? I sure hope not. Now, I have to get it check and burn up my paycheck. Yea!!!

This afternoon roll around, and what do you know? I lost my "reminder paper". Not that important, but to lose this paper is something of a miracle in itself. It seems my life has not been so well after getting a new glasses. I declared it a curse...for the time being.

This is not to mention that I emailed to three of my friends, and got reply so far. It's already been a week. God damn it, how long does it take to reply?

15 minutes blog of an un-answered email

I'm listening to Otsuka Ai right now feeling a bit angry. There is this girl that I met a week ago, and currently working as a financial agent. I am a bit interested in her, which led me to pretend to be interested in one of her financial service. So, two days ago, I sent an email to her asking a simple financial question, hoping to get a quick response. If you are wondering, the answer is basic enough that I found in on Google it less than 3 minutes. Right now, 48 hours later, and there is still no reply.

La la la. No reply...

What is this girl hoping to sell with this kind of attitude? No answer. No attempt. No selling skill. *sigh*