This is one mother-fcuker-board

It was supposed to be a good news and I was supposed to be happy about it, that my dear laptop came back to me yesterday night from HP Tower. Nope you heard me right, that my laptop went for repair, AGAIN god damn it.

The moment I booted up my baby I was still having in fear that something might happen and I wouldn't want to think what's that "something" (you know, I got some nasty virus back from their so called "HQ"last time, HQ my foot). However everything seemed okay to me, for the first few minutes.


Everything seemed fine, and no virus. I was relieved. BUT, guess what startled me when I was busy putting everything on track. I was greeted with an on screen note:

"He" somehow, doesn't look like a beach to me.

Alright I'll admit it, it's obvious that I made that up myself (my signature nightmare-ish drawing skill). But again, the fat damn point here is, I requested the bill from my dad and I saw the bullsh*t again, THAT bullsh*t again! I was so pissed, until now.

Cause if you still recalled (if you ever knew) the first time I sent in my laptop for repair not more than 1 month ago, it was because of various hardware failures, including DVD Writer and the MOTHERBOARD. And guess what's wrong this time? That MOTHER-FCUKING-BOARD again! Man, if it was other hardwares' problems I wouldn't be so surprised and pissed, I started to doubt what did they put inside my laptop the first time they fixed it, I bet it was really a mother-fcuker-board, sorry for the rudeness.

Please, please eat it

I beg of you, please.

I wanted to get rid of this piece of sh*t, but... It doesn't even seem fit.

Oh sh*t, you know me well.

I couldn't live without this beach, for now. I will/have to/must bear with it for at least another 10 years.



On second thought, it was really a nice feeling getting to type on this beach again. I prefer laptop's keyboard than desktop's, nice.

And again, sorry for my bad mouth/hands.