Lately, I’ve been having some problems with my computer. I consider myself all right at computers. I’m probably a lower intermediate, yet far from an expert. I also consider myself a calm, rational person.
But I’ve FUCKING HAD IT.
Like I said in my General Questions thread, I contracted a nasty bit of spyware, called “ShopAtHome” and another one called “SVChost”. Thinking I could just annihilate these little bastards who wouldn’t leave, I downloaded HijackThis and posted a log to a Tech Support message board and someone promptly told me what to get rid of.
Whoever makes spyware and so on should have his head bashed through a monitor. Repeatedly. While having the “__ Objects Found” noise from Ad-Aware blasted in his or her ears. At the highest decibel something can possibly reach.
But what he told me corrupted two of my AOL files, and numerous Windows errors appeared when I restarted the computer.
Then, all of a sudden, the mouse wouldn’t move (fortunately, I resolved this by restarting the computer [AGAIN])
I’m beginning to feel like everything I fucking touch breaks, and I feel like this is the last straw. The absolute fucking LAST in a chain reaction of events that have been HAPPENING TO ME SINCE THE DAY I WAS FUCKING BORN. And everything seems to be getting worse.
I’m tired. And scared. Not about this computer situation. I want to lean my head on someone’s shoulder and cry until I can’t anymore.
But can I? Is it possible to cry?
You want to know why? Because of these fucking pills I am taking.
Now, I realize that my ranting probably sounds like it should not be taken seriously and I’m expecting a gamut of "Your life is nothing compared to the people in Sri Lanka after the tsunami"s, and "You think it’s hard, try being a little child in the Sudan."s, to which I would like to respond:
This is my rant, and I would not like you telling me how insignificant I am compared to [insert someone who went through something else]
I’m scared. I’ve had it.