Quarantined…

Simply put, my Internet time was put to an abrupt halt. One of our computers had a virus that caused junk mail to be dispersed from us. We all believe the culprit is the computer from the living room, which is under joint usage between my brother and mother.

It had been undergoing many problems and was swarmed with viruses, Trojans and the like galore. Both my brother and I had tried what we knew about ridding such things, but many were beyond our knowledge. Finally, the camel’s back broke. Our Internet provider quarantined us.

Therefore, I have not been able to get online for an amount of time I did not care about keeping track of. By guess, it has been a week of not being able to use the Internet decently. Then it had come to three days of none at all. If anything has been proven though, it is that I am not as dependent to my Internet as I had previously thought – or as exaggerated as my father put it.

It is after three days have I become annoyed. I miss reading fictions on the net apparently. I wonder how the girls and Kyle are doing as well. Other times I wished to simply look up some information – nothing important mind you – that I would not have the ability to access unless on the computer.

To pass the time I mainly edited that blasted story I have likely turned from perfect to overly drenched to gaudiness. Oh well. I thought my character needed a few traits of insanity. Insert cackling here.

Along with that, I have been listening to some of my music again and have come to “appreciate” to musical instrument known as the vocal chords better. The amusing thing is, though, that the singers are likely the ones critics would say “cannot sing”. Oh well, I like listening to the different pitches, the flow and the harmony of it all. It causes faint envy to bloom in me as well. Singers… growl.

Well… I did fool around with changing my breathing technique and had a good laugh trying to sing. I did it in my more… “Natural” voice. I did nothing to make it feminine and sound pleasing. Hello my monotone voice. I just sang. Behold hilarity.

Anyway, I cannot think of much to write. I mean, okay, I saw the dentist last Wednesday, he was nice and I found that I can sit like a statue as stiff as one for a long period of time since that is what I did whilst waiting. Remarkably, my teeth had no cavities. All they had were some wear and signs of calcium deficiency.

Friday I got some black nail polish for the heck of it. I always had a penchant for the stuff; I just could never find it often. Thank you Halloween season. Fun times. Oddly, my mom wishes to use some for Halloween. I am hoping she will go for orange. As said, it is hard for me to find black… I want to find some black lipstick now… Heh.

The only other thing “worth” mentioning is that I bleached a blue dress shirt until it turned white. I am sorry, I just did not like it in the blue shade it was in. Besides, the likelihood of me wearing it at all is not very favorable. I am a bad individual.

Anything else? Other than changing the filter on the 27th, I do not believe so. Well, there is the case of my dad coming down, but I still have no idea when. Sigh.

~The “Sigher”…