Cursed Bloodline #19

As usual, I'll explain why I was late in posting this weeks blog. We'll start with my dad hogging the laptop all day yesterday for sorting out some tax stuff but the part that annoyed me the most is that he had another damn laptop to do that! Well he did hand the laptop to me for an hour ONLY (Yes our standards are high when it comes to using technology and 1 hour is never sufficient) but during that 1 hour, I couldn't go to many web pages as they would show me some SSL error even for gmail. Hence I could only do this blog post today. Here's a screenshot of the SSL error thing.

I blame my dad -.-" Because now the laptop seems completely fine when I turn it on myself!

Moving on, well lets see. Yesterday was also Mothers day! Whee...? No! We don't celebrate such trivial matters. In fact, the most we even do on birthdays are go out and have dinner. Well can't really say much as I don't really mind. But yesterday, on Mothers day itself, my mom was crossing a drain and fell. I was in front so I didn't notice until I saw something literally flying at the back of my eye. When I turned around, I saw my mom flying forward, trying to catch her balance but eventually fell down. Thankfully I was holding most of the groceries and she only had a little scratch but sadly, she was holding some cake we bought for casual eating.

Next, my poor bike (tire). On Friday after school, my front tire was flat (AGAIN). Either some moron is releasing the air from my bike tire or somehow out of no reason my tire would randomly go flat! Despite that I sat on it in hope it would bring me most of the way home (since it's downhill home) like last time. Sadly the tube broke in half after a few seconds and I had to carry the bike all the way home in the end. Furthermore, before heading to the gym on Saturday, my mom took me to a bike shop to get another tube to replace the old one I broke. After buying, we went to gym of course, then eventually returning home. After returning home, I immediately replaced the tube of my front tire only to realize that the stupid tube had a different head and I couldn't pump the damn tube. As my mom was out the whole day on Sunday, and my dad as lazy as ever, I still haven't got a proper tube for my bike tire which I can pump. Hence I had to walk to school today.

Main topic! My bloodline, my curse. Have you ever looked at HIV families and wondered "Why the f*ck does that family still reproduce when they know their child is going to suffer the same damn thing you have?!". The same thing is applied for me now, I don't think I'll ever want to get married and have kids. Why? My bloodline is cursed alright. From my fathers side (more reasons to hate him), my eldest aunt which I've never met before passed away from liver cancer. Last year my dad had liver cancer but he somehow managed after cutting out like almost 85% of his liver? (not sure if he's a 100% fine, but that bastard even started to smoke again after months of not smoking after his recovery) and now my third uncle has liver cancer... Just great!