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Norton sucks

So my computer is infected with this virus, I’m pretty sure. And so I run Norton like 5 times and every time it goes, “No viruses or spywares found.” Excuse me? My computer gets this neon blue wallpaper each time I turn it on, which says WARNING - Your Computer Is Infected With… etc… I forgot word for word. And then the screen goes black and the whole stupid machine restarts itself. So Norton hammers through over 200,000 in the hard disk and says there’s absolutely nothing wrong. Where has its sanity gone to?

Now I gotta work my way through a working computer. No worries, the website stuffs are all saved in my USB, I just need to backup some pictures and documents, if I do. And meanwhile, I’m trying to understand how this virus works. It shows up once the computer is turned on or when it is stationary asleep. That means I have to move my mouse or something every 5 minutes or so to prevent a crash.

Ooh hoo, I went to Theo’s graduation party two days ago. Okay, there were a lot of people there, but I was expecting like 200 people to flood her house, which didn’t happen. That’s great. And I didn’t bring my swimsuit anyways because I don’t have one - that appropriately fits me - and even if I did, NO. I hate acne invasions, not only does your face puff up, but so does your back and chest.

So the party was great except that bug that fell into my plate while I was eating delicious 3-layered chocolate cake. I was sitting under a tree, along with the rest of the group, and fwah, a black thing drops down. I even heard the impact, so I looked over and thought it was just some twig or dirt because it was really dark outside and I couldn’t see anything clearly. Then the black speck started moving! I kind of screamed. Um, well not like a shrieking ghostly voice, but I screamed pretty loud anyhow. And I made my sister throw the cake out for me. She said I was crazy and so I wanted to hit her. No more nature green for me for the rest of the night.

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Hikari Says:
July 3rd, 2008 at 10:47 pm

ouch, this is one of the few reasons why I love my mac (no virus problems). i think i’ve only used Norton once on my pc, ya it fails, totally gave up on it and switched to AVG xD
hate viruses, always makes me waste so much time trying to get rid of it D:

ah, glad you had fun at the party, *misses being in high school* a spider randomly fell in front of my face once when i was on the computer (scary Dx)

Gemma Ward is gorgeous

For anyone who knows me long enough, it’s a hard thing to do to stick yourself onto my favorites list. That applies to friends and teachers and people in general, mainly because “Favorites” in my dictionary means “absolutely adore and love and praise to no end and bet my life on for eternal, pure loyalty.” But it’s not impossible to do. Like Orlando Bloom made it. And so did DBSK. Though so far, that’s about it, my list is still very small. I’m just a major pest.

Ahhhh, but whadaya know, I’ve decided to pull Gemma Ward in as well. I kinda knew she was a lovely celebrity around the beginning of this year already, but I’ve gone back to find some of her pictures and her videos and my lord, she’s a beautiful Aussie doll. And I think out of all the models, she’s a very good actress. Her role in The Strangers is very suitable and it gives me another perspective on her, which is pretty cool.

This is an amazing feat. I always thinks girls are cute, so for a topped record on my chart is stupendous. And the guys? I may be a little picky still, like for example, while Bloom made it, Depp didn’t. *gasp*

So what was I talking about? Gemma? A new turn to ramble about, which opens up a nice procrastinating reason apart from my SLT essay, which I started today…. and I’ll have to finish today. 5-7 pages. Nice work, Yu-Chi. Nice work. The best planning skills ever in the past decade.

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Hikari Says:
June 13th, 2008 at 4:46 am

people say i’m picky with boys. lol honestly sometimes i think i am harhar~~ *visual-kei love, heart heart* x333 i wanna watch The Strangers x)

I feel accomplished, in a way.

So I guess I was paranoid for nothing really, which I was kind of hoping for, but I dragged it on for too long this year that it has become a stinging pain on my back. I’m just soooooooooo glad that I finally got the guts to go up to them and say my apologies. Well I would regret it if I didn’t. I think it’s because the end-of-the-year is finally hitting me, so I might as well get it done before graduation. They didn’t seem to know what I was talking about, and they looked a little surprised even, which I wasn’t expecting. But it got through in the end, they’re far too nice to even be talking to someone like me, I can’t help but feel grateful for that. And pray that word spreads to the others so I don’t have to do it all again, I probably wouldn’t be able to.

Ah my eyes hurt. I really really need to finish my essay. Screw the SLT one, I’m just writing up 5 pages tomorrow.

I’m a loser

I can’t really focus on the Spanish project right now, which is only one of the many dictator final projects loaded in the cargo. I’m a little more freaked out about the calculus project because I couldn’t really understand much of the research and even if I did, it’s difficult to relate anything to the curriculum. I might just end up making a crappy performance and looking like a fool in front of everybody.

Which reminds me. I can’t wait to fly away. That’s a little ambiguous because deep down, I really love this school. I love the people, I love the teachers, and I love the mascot. I love everything that makes Fox Lane red and white and occasionally black. But sometimes, I just feel like I wanna hide and vanish, it’s more like I’m so stupid that I make things go wrong and those things just stay in my head, stabbing me every second or so. College is the best way to just run away and start new.

I got an iPod btw. Great. It’s like getting myself a free gift from the scholarship money that I earned. 80GB. Silver. And cool. I kinda like it, and I’m kinda starting to see why people are so obsessed with it. I mean, music is just plain awesome. I still need to figure out how to organize all the songs, they’re all just everywhere, I can’t find anything. And iTunes on my computer is in Chinese. I can read some, but for the most part, I have to guess. Haha, screw my Asian heritage.

Clocks are messed up. The computer says it’s 11:49 AM and my watch says it’s 11:44 AM. The library clock ends up ticking somewhere in the middle.

Farewell, dearest prom

The prom two days ago was terminal proof that being a female is a probable cause of a difficult life. What luck did I have! The morning of May 30, I wake up to find that I have reddened my own pants, perfect timing. I sit on the party bus for 2 hours and 15 minutes after I got off, my friend discovers a few red dots on my white shawl. TOTALLY EMBARRASSED. Fortunately, my dress was red, so the stain was not as obvious as it would’ve been on anything else other than black. But I felt so self-conscious of it the entire time, I wanted to stay away from the light and go outside, but it was too cold and no way was I gonna pull out my bloodied shawl. And going up the stairs means that the person behind you could inspect the lower end of your dress a little better, and I really didn’t want to make things more awkward than it already was.

What did the guys have to worry about? A white shirt, tie, and suit would do, black coat as always, no need to fret about what to wear, hair and gel and whatnot. And comfortable shoes as well, that calls for unneeded skills in walking with heels. Ah, easy peasy! What heavenly days to be living as a guy.

Oh right, my nightmare, the strapless bra I got specially for my dress was a full size TOO BIG. I looked like an idiot pushing my chest up every minute or so. It was so uncomfortable. Made me look like a complete idiot, 100% intelligent-free.
Yes, I want to murder my femininity. Now.

*cough cough* Oh but other than that, which sort of ties in about 98% of the misery I had, the three hours on the boat was all right. Went by like lightning fast. And I got to see Dana and Theo, who are aspiring. I didn’t know what to do for the first hour or so, but later I thought it’ll be fine to just hang out with my friends on my dance floor, not that I danced well or anything, but I was incapable of going crazy as I did a few years ago, since my shoes refused to stop hurting my feet like hell.