HOLY SHIT. HOLY OF ALL FUCKING SHIT THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE MOST AMAZING DAY IN MY 15 YEARS OF FUCKING BREATHING. HOLY HOLY SHIT.
It all started at around 12:15pm when I was minding my business as usual, holing myself in my room with my thoughts and my cat to accompany me. I was totally looking forward to the day when IT will arrive on my doorstep, but I thought it will at least take a few weeks until it does. In the meantime, my mind lingered on the horror stories I heard about how shitty Pos Malaysia is, and was trying to figure out how to push a lawsuit up their asses if they lost my beloved It.
Through the matter making up the whitewashed brick walls surrounding me, I heard the doorbell. I aptly ignored it for I thought it was just my mum and sister returning from the hospital. But it rang again and this time, the sound of a small motorcycle horn and the unmistakable sound of a motorcycle engine could be heard and this was when my mind clicked. It went 'HOLY SHITSSSS.'
I flew down the stairs, whipping my towel on the banisters and hauled myself out the front door. As I suspected it was the postman, and in his hands was It. Honestly, you can hear my inner choir belting out a Bach sonata when I saw it. If religious Renaissance paintings is anything to go by, there would've been a fucking halo with little fat kids on little fat clouds surrounding It. This is what the package looked like:

Seven different profanities in the English language aligned themselves in my brain and seven more were ready to be spat out of my mouth when my sister called me to sign the package. I did what I had to do, signing it and whatnot. My hands slightly shaking, I took It from the postman with a smile and a polite thank you, and flew back up the stairs to my room to open it. After the first skin was taken off, this is what I found:

Even through the bubble wrap I could tell that It has finally arrived.

BLOODY FUCKING HELL. IT HASSS ARRRIVEDD!!!!!! *hyperventilates*
If I died then, I would've died happy.

The back cover.
30 years from now I will look back and blanched at the very memory of what I write here, because we all know Pos Anywhere is just a badly-run public rip-off for the fucking datuk and tan sri(FUCK CUSTOMER RELATIONS EVERYWHERE), but I'm willing to make an exception. Today, I LOVE THE POSTMAN. I LOVE POS MALAYSIA. I LOVE ANYTHING THAT IS RUN BY THE INCOMPETENT "WE DO THE TALKING BUT OVER OUR DEAD BODIES WILL WE DO THE WALKING" GOVERNMENT. Even if their CEOs are just some idiotic bastards who don't give a rat's ass about the public, but I'm giving their hardworking postmen and their slaves, I mean, staff, of Pos Malaysia the benefit of the doubt, because not only was the postman nice, the package also arrived A WHOLE WEEK EARLY than I expected. For that, I love them forever(the postmen I mean, not the ceos)
I abso-fucking-lutely love D'espairsray because these guys are just awesome. Liquidize's setlist is just amazing because mind you, this was in their pre-MIRROR days and every self-respecting fan knows that pre-MIRROR ROCKS HARD. And guess what's even more awesome? THIS DVD IS PLAYABLE IN ALL REGIONS. That's right. ALL REGIONS. Makes me want to kneel down on my feet and go 'THANK YOU ALL OF YOU EUROPEAN DESPA FANS, IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, DESPA WOULD'VE NEVER WENT TO ALL THOSE ROCK FESTIVALS, NEVER WOULD'VE REALISED HOW BIG A FANBASE THEY HAVE OVERSEAS. THANK YOU!'
In short, this is the happiest I've ever felt in this fucking school holidays because trust me, the holidays is a fucking pain in the ass this year and I had it bad these past few weeks(my grandmother hates me and she's gonna make sure that EVERYONE knows that I'm the fucking worst grandchild she ever had. Thanks grandma, when all I did was half-closed the door. Yea, I love you too.) But this little baby makes it up for it and OMG IT TOTALLY MADE MY YEAR. I'm going to watch it after this. Can't wait!
Now I have to figure out how to pay my mum RM160 in 2 weeks. Damn.
Lol I'm excited. How can you tell? xDDD
It all started at around 12:15pm when I was minding my business as usual, holing myself in my room with my thoughts and my cat to accompany me. I was totally looking forward to the day when IT will arrive on my doorstep, but I thought it will at least take a few weeks until it does. In the meantime, my mind lingered on the horror stories I heard about how shitty Pos Malaysia is, and was trying to figure out how to push a lawsuit up their asses if they lost my beloved It.
Through the matter making up the whitewashed brick walls surrounding me, I heard the doorbell. I aptly ignored it for I thought it was just my mum and sister returning from the hospital. But it rang again and this time, the sound of a small motorcycle horn and the unmistakable sound of a motorcycle engine could be heard and this was when my mind clicked. It went 'HOLY SHITSSSS.'
I flew down the stairs, whipping my towel on the banisters and hauled myself out the front door. As I suspected it was the postman, and in his hands was It. Honestly, you can hear my inner choir belting out a Bach sonata when I saw it. If religious Renaissance paintings is anything to go by, there would've been a fucking halo with little fat kids on little fat clouds surrounding It. This is what the package looked like:

Seven different profanities in the English language aligned themselves in my brain and seven more were ready to be spat out of my mouth when my sister called me to sign the package. I did what I had to do, signing it and whatnot. My hands slightly shaking, I took It from the postman with a smile and a polite thank you, and flew back up the stairs to my room to open it. After the first skin was taken off, this is what I found:

Even through the bubble wrap I could tell that It has finally arrived.

BLOODY FUCKING HELL. IT HASSS ARRRIVEDD!!!!!! *hyperventilates*
If I died then, I would've died happy.

The back cover.
30 years from now I will look back and blanched at the very memory of what I write here, because we all know Pos Anywhere is just a badly-run public rip-off for the fucking datuk and tan sri(FUCK CUSTOMER RELATIONS EVERYWHERE), but I'm willing to make an exception. Today, I LOVE THE POSTMAN. I LOVE POS MALAYSIA. I LOVE ANYTHING THAT IS RUN BY THE INCOMPETENT "WE DO THE TALKING BUT OVER OUR DEAD BODIES WILL WE DO THE WALKING" GOVERNMENT. Even if their CEOs are just some idiotic bastards who don't give a rat's ass about the public, but I'm giving their hardworking postmen and their slaves, I mean, staff, of Pos Malaysia the benefit of the doubt, because not only was the postman nice, the package also arrived A WHOLE WEEK EARLY than I expected. For that, I love them forever(the postmen I mean, not the ceos)
I abso-fucking-lutely love D'espairsray because these guys are just awesome. Liquidize's setlist is just amazing because mind you, this was in their pre-MIRROR days and every self-respecting fan knows that pre-MIRROR ROCKS HARD. And guess what's even more awesome? THIS DVD IS PLAYABLE IN ALL REGIONS. That's right. ALL REGIONS. Makes me want to kneel down on my feet and go 'THANK YOU ALL OF YOU EUROPEAN DESPA FANS, IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, DESPA WOULD'VE NEVER WENT TO ALL THOSE ROCK FESTIVALS, NEVER WOULD'VE REALISED HOW BIG A FANBASE THEY HAVE OVERSEAS. THANK YOU!'
In short, this is the happiest I've ever felt in this fucking school holidays because trust me, the holidays is a fucking pain in the ass this year and I had it bad these past few weeks(my grandmother hates me and she's gonna make sure that EVERYONE knows that I'm the fucking worst grandchild she ever had. Thanks grandma, when all I did was half-closed the door. Yea, I love you too.) But this little baby makes it up for it and OMG IT TOTALLY MADE MY YEAR. I'm going to watch it after this. Can't wait!
Now I have to figure out how to pay my mum RM160 in 2 weeks. Damn.
Lol I'm excited. How can you tell? xDDD
Current Location: Somewhere in Hizumi's pants
Current Mood:
crazy
Current Music: Mona Lisa - BUCK-TICK
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