Today I was abruptly woken up from my scant sleep by the idiotic construction workers. 靠！令我超不爽！

死建筑工人每天都吵死人，从年终考试前开始吵到现在。还好现在没有像刚开始一样，从早到晚一直‘砰砰砰‘，差点害我不能集中精神，无法好好读书，还好可以考出不错的成绩，不然恐怕会对这些臭建筑工人‘记仇’！

不知道为什么一旦生气失球或用华语骂人--- 感觉还蛮好啊！但是还比不上英文，因为我英文水平比较好，会用的词汇比较多，骂人时句子十分通顺，而且不必怕发音有错误！

Stupid construction workers! I friggin' hate them and their employers! WHY do they want to ruin the restful festive with their drills and hammers and their crude voices? I have insomnia, and every time I fall asleep with difficulty, I am woken up by these asswipes! And it's not just the holidays-- it started way before that, like 3 weeks before SA2. They produced such a hubbub it was quite difficult to concentrate in my room and remember all my notes!

However, thanks to them I have become more apt at visualising torture scenes in my head, which involve a drill literally drilling the brains out of a man in a protective helmet, a hammer smashing the skulls of many, and a spade...what can a spade do? Whack them in the genitals repeatedly until they fall off?

Not a bad idea.

During this course of time, I had cursed them to Hell and back, with numerous illnesses and diseases befalling them (don't spread your disgusting maladies to us Singaporeans!). After one hour of trying to fall asleep in the noise, I decided to give up and go down for breakfast.

What is it with foreign helpers and precise instructions? When you respond to "What do you want to eat?" with a "I don't know," they proceed to ignore you and your hunger, making you have to get it yourself.

So you want precise instructions? Fine. I want a mocha, expressly brewed with ITALIAN espresso, not black coffee, not french roast, not Arabian beans, but ITALIAN roast, with precisely ONE shot of it with warm milk swilled with foam (those foam made by baristas, YES there is a technique in making it), with a tablespoon's worth of quality chocolate, not Cadbury's or MnM's, but Godiva. Oh, and don't forget that espresso gets 'stale' after about 30 seconds, so you might want to make the foam, boil the milk and dissolve the chocolate.

And that's only the drink, my dear.

For the solid food I would like a Boulangère Breakfast Sandwich, which is a Crusty French baguette toasted with cheese and omelette style eggs . And that's all for today.

Too difficult? Can't fiond the ingredients? That when I say 'I don't know', it's synonymous with 'I don't really care what I want to eat, as long as you make something it's fine', therefore you have the choice! Oh glorious, blessed choices! You have the freedom to make salads, sandwiches, or just plain buttered bread. But if I dictated, you'll have no choice but to make whatever I want.

Geez.

I can't stand people with lower intelligence, responding to every question with an 'I don't know'. To illustrate this point, allow me to show you a typical scene:

Me: Have you seen my USB data cable?
Her: I don't know...
Me: What's for lunch?
Her: I don't know.
Me: Where did the dress I bought go? Is it st ill in the laundry?
Her: I don't know.

Yes, my dear, the whole point of asking you these questions is to KNOW the answer, not have my question/query/motive in asking the question reiterated. If you answer every damn question with an 'I don't know', I might as well save my breath and don't ask, or you can stop messing up my stuff and lete me organise them myself, because then you'll misplace my assignments and self-initiated projects with my school stuff, and reply to my furious quesitons with 'I don't know'. How much do you nopt know, I wonder? Are you so happily oblivious to everything occuring around you? So if I asked you on precisely what date Indonesia started Konfrontasi, or the current president of Malaysia, will you not know as well?

Despite your apparent need for instructions, you don't seem to follow them. FRENCH toast is different from toast, just like how a desktop PC is different form a laptop, and a postbox different from a post card. One part of the word may be the same, and have the same pronunciation, but they are completely different, just like how Chardonnay wines are different from Pinet Noir!

RAWR! Why can't some get that?! Is the difference between french toast and toast so abstract, arcane and confusing?