HD/DH
So i've totally forgotten to mention that my beautiful little Vaio is repaired. :D
I'll get it once i pay the KD115.
Shit.
lol.
I figure THANK GOD they didn't format it (although this is the second time he's mentioned that it would be optimal for them to do that).
So i figure,
ok, mister Daljeed, i'll let you format my baby.
Welcome,
external hard drive!
I'm a 'save everything on the internet' kind of person,
but with issues of forgotten passwords, security, and other concerns (hello, Fujaira!), i've decided that perkhaps an external HD would be best.
My friend just got a 100GB for 36KD,
which sounds about right,
right?
lol
So i'll do that,
unless i find bigger and better ones,
then i'll format.
Until then,
another story about Clueless Boy.
.......................................................................................................................................................................
So i was talking to my best friends about Clueless,
and how i really try to be extremely patient with him,
but how he irks me anyways becuase i would love to label him as something instead of just 'boring, boring, boring, wheezing Clueless', u know?
I was describing his traits, including repitition, lack of concentration, ma i3arif yit9araf, and everything else that i've complained about.
Friends with certain OCD, ADD, and other traits make me aware of someone's way of functioning.
I really wanted to figure this guy out, so i'd stop getting frustrated with him.
That's when 'he's dyslexic' was said.
FS2 told me a while ago that something like a certain number of people are mildly dyslexic (i can't remember what that percentage was. 65% or something?!)
Anywho,
but he's not,
becuase he's not having difficulty reading or writing down how many pieces of blue pottery shards there are, he's having difficulty in registering that i asked him to write down how many pieces of blue pottery shards there are. Oh, and he's having a hell of a time counting them.
It's like,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, *grumbles*
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, *grumbles*
and his frustration gets me frustrated, but i ignore him, becuase i don't want to draw attention to it.
What's your prognosis, doctor?
I'll get it once i pay the KD115.
Shit.
lol.
I figure THANK GOD they didn't format it (although this is the second time he's mentioned that it would be optimal for them to do that).
So i figure,
ok, mister Daljeed, i'll let you format my baby.
Welcome,
external hard drive!
I'm a 'save everything on the internet' kind of person,
but with issues of forgotten passwords, security, and other concerns (hello, Fujaira!), i've decided that perkhaps an external HD would be best.
My friend just got a 100GB for 36KD,
which sounds about right,
right?
lol
So i'll do that,
unless i find bigger and better ones,
then i'll format.
Until then,
another story about Clueless Boy.
.......................................................................................................................................................................
So i was talking to my best friends about Clueless,
and how i really try to be extremely patient with him,
but how he irks me anyways becuase i would love to label him as something instead of just 'boring, boring, boring, wheezing Clueless', u know?
I was describing his traits, including repitition, lack of concentration, ma i3arif yit9araf, and everything else that i've complained about.
Friends with certain OCD, ADD, and other traits make me aware of someone's way of functioning.
I really wanted to figure this guy out, so i'd stop getting frustrated with him.
That's when 'he's dyslexic' was said.
FS2 told me a while ago that something like a certain number of people are mildly dyslexic (i can't remember what that percentage was. 65% or something?!)
Anywho,
but he's not,
becuase he's not having difficulty reading or writing down how many pieces of blue pottery shards there are, he's having difficulty in registering that i asked him to write down how many pieces of blue pottery shards there are. Oh, and he's having a hell of a time counting them.
It's like,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, *grumbles*
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, *grumbles*
and his frustration gets me frustrated, but i ignore him, becuase i don't want to draw attention to it.
What's your prognosis, doctor?
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