It’s a sunday.
Your neighbour decides to wake you up by playing annoying apek songs on their stereo at full blast at 9 am in the morning. You try to go back to sleep but your mum suddenly has this urge to walk in and out of your room to take the clothes from the wardrobe.
You switch on the computer after breakfast to do the stupid assignment on some old dead guy’s views on cultural imperialism. You sit in front of the screen for hours, with the assignment going nowhere.
When you’re finally done, your printer decides to act up and refuses to work, even after 45 minutes of tinkering around.
*tears hair out in frustration*
Your two noob-computer parents come in to sibuk and inquire what is wrong. Your “genius” dad decides to fiddle around with the controls, make the whole thing act up even worse, then shrug his shoulders and go out, leaving you in an even worse predicament.
Your mum goes about nagging about the tangled wires behind the computer and why you cant pack them up neatly. *Are you picking my brains? Hw am I supposed to pack up wires? You want me to get electrocuted? * (This coming from a woman who doesn’t even know how to switch off the computer properly)
And later, you will have to go out to practice driving in the sweltering hot sun because your dragon lady mother thinks u should and wont take no for an answer.