It
has been exactly one week since my mom cut off our WiFi here in the
hills. The WiFi just started malfunctioning after one big rain washed
the signal away. I really do not get all the technical terms they
used when they told me that the WiFi is gone and can never come back.
I guess I just blacked out or something.
The
day my mom cut off the WiFi was also the day I made her get DSL. She
signed all the forms. She filled out an application. She even talked
to the person in charge of giving senior citizens information about
DSL. I thought our mini-problem was solved. To get DSL I must wait
for two weeks for a person to inspect our location and then another
week to install the DSL. Basically, I will have no Internet for the
whole of my semestral break.
And
here I am weeping. I know. You're saying, 'Do something else! Read
books! Go out! It's just WiFi.' Let me tell you what I have been
doing to waste time. I have read more than twenty books already. I
have watched How I Met Your Mother, Modern Family, New Girl, The
Newsroom and Happy Endings. I have replayed Friends with Benefits so
many times that I already memorize their lines.
Yes,
I have also finished designing my surprise gift for Jani. Now I just
have to head to the store to have it printed and bound. Out of
boredom, I helped Leo shoot some video which did not turn out the way
I wanted it to. I have printed out all those random typography crap I
collect from the Internet. I even taped them to my wall just for the
fun of it. I printed some out for my parents and they did not get the
sarcasm involved in the quotes.
I
am getting terrible headaches from sleeping too much. In one day, I
take around four to six naps. My sleeping pattern is all messed up. I
do not care. My parents ask me why I keep sleeping. Well, it's so
that I don't end up yelling my head off about our current situation.
And I am getting fat, too. I take a trip to the kitchen every thirty
minutes when I am not sleeping. I take two plates of everything. I
eat even if I am not hungry. I eat even though I am full. I just eat
because eating takes up time.
Photoshop
has been my best friend lately. It has kept me company and I assume
will have to keep me company until whenever. My books on fashion and
design have heard me crying my head off almost every day. They remind
me though to keep my tears to myself and not let anyone see me in my
ugliest state. My room must mind the fact that I am going insane
because there is no more floor to walk on since it is covered in
books, art materials, food, trash and clothes. I have no intention of
cleaning it up.
I
have come to terms with the fact that the Internet should not be the
basis for my happiness. And there are so many people who live without
Internet and I am still lucky blah blah blah. But sometimes when you
are an only child with two ancient parents who expect you to mind
your own business, the Internet becomes your friend and your
companion. When all your friends are still in school and you are
waiting for their school to end, the Internet is someone to talk to.
When you need inspiration, criticism and praise, you go to the
Internet to find that and so much more.
The
good news came this morning however. My mom just said that the house
we have bought is going to be ready in about two to three weeks.
Which means that in about two to three weeks we are moving out of the
hills which has been my home for twenty years and into that house in
the city. 'So why even get DSL if we're moving out anyway?' she
reasoned.
I
ran up to my room and cried my heart out for so many damn reasons.
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