A Computer Genius? No.
So I guess having your own computer makes you some sort of computer wizard in my family. After the family creaking desktop was bombarded with a virus that I'm sure is near impossible to get rid of even for an experienced person, I was called in.
I must've spent the majority of this past week trying to fix that honest piece of crap. In doing so, I found more porn than I am comfortable mentioning IN ALL of my older brother's folders. I'm not surprised to find it, I'm surprised how they managed to look at it without my mother or any of the other girls in my family noticing, you know? It's not like you can get peace and quiet in a house of twelve (and sometimes twenty, I swear to the lords. We shelter more teenagers who are having a fight with their parents/trying to be "independent"/sleeping over than should be legal.)
Scratch that, I'm surprised the poor piece of junk hasn't spontaneously combusted. T_T
So I spent a lot of my free time fixing it, and nearly succeeded until I did something wrong and not it can't even be used.
Safe to say, I told them, "Next time, get a professional."
But I took pity on them and took it to the computer teacher at school. Now it is fixed, but it'll still never be the same.
And now, I swear, I SWEAR, nothing is going to distract me from my hobbies, like fan fiction, skating, pranking, and oh... I don't know. Sleeping. I'm about to actually pay for a babysitter for my little sister Tripetta at this point. She never stops crying. NEVER. And I have homework too!
*bitches some more, and is quite famous for it at her school*
In other news, the next chapter of A Hostage to Fortune SHOULD BE uploaded tonight baring any unforseen circumstances like the End of the World, a devious prank, or babysitting. I just have to finish the last few paragraphs and revise it.
And then I will immediately start on the next chapter.
Soon though, I won't be getting out at 12:45 from school once September hits. I'll have to go straight until 2:45. Joy.
I must've spent the majority of this past week trying to fix that honest piece of crap. In doing so, I found more porn than I am comfortable mentioning IN ALL of my older brother's folders. I'm not surprised to find it, I'm surprised how they managed to look at it without my mother or any of the other girls in my family noticing, you know? It's not like you can get peace and quiet in a house of twelve (and sometimes twenty, I swear to the lords. We shelter more teenagers who are having a fight with their parents/trying to be "independent"/sleeping over than should be legal.)
Scratch that, I'm surprised the poor piece of junk hasn't spontaneously combusted. T_T
So I spent a lot of my free time fixing it, and nearly succeeded until I did something wrong and not it can't even be used.
Safe to say, I told them, "Next time, get a professional."
But I took pity on them and took it to the computer teacher at school. Now it is fixed, but it'll still never be the same.
And now, I swear, I SWEAR, nothing is going to distract me from my hobbies, like fan fiction, skating, pranking, and oh... I don't know. Sleeping. I'm about to actually pay for a babysitter for my little sister Tripetta at this point. She never stops crying. NEVER. And I have homework too!
*bitches some more, and is quite famous for it at her school*
In other news, the next chapter of A Hostage to Fortune SHOULD BE uploaded tonight baring any unforseen circumstances like the End of the World, a devious prank, or babysitting. I just have to finish the last few paragraphs and revise it.
And then I will immediately start on the next chapter.
Soon though, I won't be getting out at 12:45 from school once September hits. I'll have to go straight until 2:45. Joy.