Horrible Print Job...

Hello!
Urf...I just finished a pretty hard job...
I'll talk about that...
I'll also talk about what happened two days ago...
So, two days ago, we went to PTC (Pakuwon Trade Center)...
Before we went there, my father went to Madura and ate some food there...to be more specific, he ate ducks.
When we went to PTC, my cousins followed me...which is something that they will always do until I return to Yogyakarta.
There, I played Timezone...I played my favorite game (Wangan Midnight Maximum Tune 3DX+) and Mario Kart.
At the time when I played my favorite, a person pressed the MODE CHANGE button, which changed the VS acceptance setting...at that time, I refused VS battles (which is what I'd do every time I'd play) and that person made me play in a battle.
Talk about a privacy breach!
That was just enraging, since I didn't wanna play and that person forced me to.
So, I just took it as fate and played in the Osaka area, which is starting to become my favorite area.
And I didn't take the 1st position, but at least I took the 2nd position and got myself one star.
But still...doing that would be terrible, since I don't wanna play, so don't force it by pressing the MODE CHANGE button.
That really made me angry...as much as an Angry Bird?
Maybe.
And for yesterday, my grandmother was visited by my other cousins, which are still very young...along with my grandfather and his other family.
And my grandmother planned to cook some satay for yesterday and the plan came true.
And an added plan came into motion...a few corn cobs (am I right?) were cooked too.
And yesterday, I was asked to print something...that's why the title's like that.
You'd think..."What's so hard about printing?"
But this time, it's sooo hard.
The first time, I also thought it was just sooo easy too, but after I printed it, my grandfather, which would read the text on the printed image, can't read them.
So I had to print it by splitting it in pieces.
Man, doing so was super hard...
And later on, in the afternoon, I went to Ciputra World with my cousins, my aunts, my uncles and my mother and father...but firstly, we stopped at a Nike store.
There, I ate a corn dog...and those are hard to come by at Indonesia.
Then, my aunt and my uncle (only one of them) went back to their home (which is my grandmother's house) and everyone else goes to Waterplace and we stayed there until today.
At midnight, I saw some fireworks at Waterplace and there was a party there too.
For today, I ate at Crystal Jade...here are the photos of the food.

Here's the Foursquare page...right here.
You should try and eat here, it's a fancy place.
Oh, I'll also tell something that happened at Semarang...
So, when I was at my friend's house, I was going into his room while singing Five For Fighting's 100 Years and when I opened the door, I stopped when I sang the lyric line with Fifteen in it...stopping at Fif...because my friend wasn't in his room.
Then, suddenly, my friend came up and continued the word...and I was so shocked, I just laughed hysterically...probably until I couldn't catch my breath.
And when I came back to Yogyakarta, my mother suddenly got a message from a person claiming to be a representative for a surveying company (Nielsen).
Well, nobody would just suddenly get a message from such a company, so it's strange, right?
Okay, I'm done now, thanks, goodbye and have a nice day!