PC withdrawal symptoms

How do you know you have PC withdrawal symptoms, after your PC break down?

1) You feel that a part of you is missing (the anime-watching part, the anime-music part, the blogging part, the gaming-news part, the reading-blog part etc etc etc)

2) Suddenly you have a lot of free time and you may or may not know how to use them. (In the end, I spend much of the time reading the 20-odd volumes of Detective Conan)

3) You start to worry (anxiously) about your data. Any thought of it being erased will devastate your mental health. (I mean mine)

4) You will go to any place just to use internet. (For me, it's Zhiye's house and the library at PSB Academy, haha.)

Anyway, thanks to Zhiye's motorola modem CD, I'm able to get back online, and start to install back all my programs. And great, there's a lot to take care of. For starters, there's AVG Free for anti-virus, Ad-Aware and Spybot for anti-spyware, BitComet and utorrent for torrents, Winamp for music, VLC player for videos, Daemon Tools for a virtual drive, Winrar for unzipping and CDisplay to read manga on my PC. Yes it's a long list, but they are all essentials.

How did my PC break down? Turns out that there are bad sectors in the partition with Windows installed, and unfortunately it's at the part where the logon files are located, thus I was unable to even log in to Windows. For a moment, I thought that the whole partition is corrupted, but after I connect this hard disk to my sis's PC (without permission, haha. It's not like she will be back anytime soon), everything inside was still intact, and I transfer all the important files to my sis's hard disk. I could have chose not to format the partition, but because it became so slow that I know that I have to do the job. It's not difficult anyway, and my data are all kept safe. Probably the only trouble is that I have to reinstall all programs and drivers. Luckily I am smart enough to keep my save files for the games in my PC, or else the time I spent on those games will be wasted.

The previous entry was written out without much thinking, and I guess I got a bit too emotional. Felt quite a change in me since if it's the me of the past, I probably wouldn't reveal anything. Keeping stuff to yourself is really bad for your health. Thanks Joy, I learn that from you (albeit in a very indirect manner), though you will probably scratch your head over this. Then again I wouldn't want people to read my heart, which is why only a selected few know of this blog, unless you have been exploring the links on my Anison Dream blog (Yes, Derf, I'm looking at you, haha. Not that I mind anyway, so no worries).

Met YPL and Joseph in Bugis, and we went to eat wanton noodles, partly because Joseph asked about my budget. When he told me that their standard expenditure per makan outing is around $40 to $50, I got quite a shock, and thank god that he did know that I'm not working and have been tight on budget. I remember last time when Phil always ask us (me + Fred + Zhiye) for makan outing, the mere mention that it will be more than $30 already give us enough reason to think wisely. Bobian, we are all poor students, ya' know? haha. Facing her, I'm still pretty quiet, and she was expecting me to talk about my experiences and such in the years that we lost contact, as she was bored. Problem is, I'm not a good storyteller, neither can I related my experiences well. A rough summary of what I have done during the years after secondary school is enough to bore her to death. Somehow I felt like I'm back to my old self, where I have problems talking. I'm only a chatterbox when it comes to topics which I'm good at, which are probably animes and games I'm interested in. And as I've mentioned before, I'm a dork at expressing myself.

In the end, we manage to start talking because she was interested in my romantic (sort of) interest (because somebody blurted it out to Joseph and Joseph also blurted it out to YPL... what a chain reaction), and I was like a person on the witness stand providing an account of events in front of the judge and the attorney. I was not the only one being bashed by her for being hesitant and having little confidence, Joseph to my surprise also got bashed for the same reasons too.

The stupidest thing I have done is to drink 3 cups of teh-o during the whole time. Left me quite dehydrated, but then it's sort of the only drink I like, since coffee is a no-no to me. Joseph was quite astonished that I keep drinking teh-o, and pointed out that it will keep me awake because of the caffeine and catechin (??) [ i think he's referring to theophylline] present. Sadly, it doesn't work on me as I'm good at sleeping anywhere, anytime.