Malwares and Viruses UGH.

Well, apparently that one stupid malware that was hiding in my computer months ago finally blew up. Damn it people. Why the hell did you invent viruses and malwares?? Let’s be real.. you can earn money in MANY OTHER WAYS.

So my friend suggested I get Malwarebytes for malware scan/removal and Avast for antivirus. Malwarebytes cleaned up pretty good- the malwares I had were called supersaver, clickpotato and dealsaver or some shit like that, along with some key registry infections. Albeit annoying, it worked- I was using Spybot Search and Destroy before but it never really did anything, I found. So out it goes, and installed Malwarebytes. Hopefully it and Avast don’t just peace out like AVG did..

I’ve been scanning for about an hour now with Malwarebytes and no threats have been found yet (FINALLY). Custom scanning for rootkits, within archives as well, and detecting PUP/PUMs. I’m happy just to see ‘0 detected objects’.

I actually installed Avast right when Malwarebytes was doing its job but it made a quick scan upon installation already- it has yet to run so here’s hoping -knocksonwood- the virus checks come clean.

tl;dr: people suck. download malwarebytes and avast.


Well, It Can’t Get Any Worse, Right?

I made a phone call to my student advisor asking whether I needed this last credit for my co-op job. I don’t. So technically, I don’t have to work this last week (ie. next week) at work. Long story short, coop students would accumulate overtime hours that can cover for this last week of work. Well, unfortunately, due to being a part of the golf varsity team, I had to miss a week of work earlier in June for Nationals. My overtime hours accumulated by then, covered for that. Thus, I would be the only one at work next week, with a couple admin people. I don’t need to work it. I have all my credits. I don’t even get paid for this week. But no. It’s apparently going to affect my transcript, saying something along the lines of “this student has horrible ethics” if I don’t work the week. So, of course, I will stay the week to work it. Alone. Cleaning out shit from unused areas in our department, like what a co-op student does best.

What’s even better is that my parents admonished me for even bringing up the fact that my friend asked me to go on a trip with her. They stared at me like I had a mental problem- and after a couple scruffs became harsh scorning- sneering and copying with much contempt, my question of whether I was allowed to go. She asked why she wasn’t allowed to go, my mother mocked, and gave several scoffs to go with her mockery. Where does she think money comes from, trees?

Seriously. A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed thank you. Guess they like it over the top. I was just asking. But I guess I won’t ask anymore.

Then my boyfriend just texted me with great hope that I could come with him for the long weekend. My fam’s heading down to Niagara, he said, and they’d love it if you could join us. I had stared blankly into the phone, already knowing that even though I wanted nothing more than to say yes, I’d love to accompany you guys, I had to force my fingers to say Sorry. I don’t think I can afford missing out Monday at work. Have fun!


Yeeeah. I don’t know. I feel kinda shitty.

The Problem with Today’s Relationships.

Before I start my rant again, take a look at this video. It will explain everything I’m about to say.

There is nothing I hate more than having my parents interfere with my relationships.

It would be enough to warn me that our spendings was a little on the high side- we immediately agreed to cut back and watch what we spend. But that wasn’t the problem with my parents. Their problem was the fact that I had statements on my bill. The fact that I had statements on my bill means my boyfriend wasn’t paying for me. Their problem was the fact that they believed I was the one paying for everything.

What. the. fuck.

When I told them that we split it, and that I only use my card since I didn’t have cash on me, two things happened. #1, they didn’t believe he paid me back. #2 they expected him to pay if I didn’t have cash.

It’s like my parents wanted me to be a typical princessy bitch who demands everything out of her boyfriend and expects him to treat her to EVERYTHING. Their argument was that, if he truly loved me, he would pay for me. SERIOUSLY? they act like they’re fucking 10 years old. My mother’s a little queen- she loves it when people surround her with gifts and praise. Maybe that’s why she expects me to like too and that it is the RIGHT way to treat a girl. Well, I really, couldn’t give less of a fuck about that kind of stuff. I personally HATE being treated like a princess. If my boyfriend treats me occasionally, that feels a lot more sincere than treating me every time. Yes he’s making money, but that definitely doesn’t mean that he should pay all the time. Am I wrong?? Someone tell me I’m actually crazy and that my parents are right.

I get that when a person is HEAD OVER HEELS for you, they would do anything for you- impress you, PAY FOR YOU, shower you in GIFTS and all that shit; yeah, all that happens when you’re chasing the other person blindly. My parents said my boyfriend didn’t even need to try to get me. He didn’t have to put any effort. In what way are they allowed to make that assumption? What do they know about us? What do they even know about HIM? If the little things that count mean being able to see that he pays for me all the time, then I will say he has never done the little things. He has paid for me on special occasions. And that’s all I could ask for. But if you mean the little things such as making me happy only in the way he knows how, listening to me whenever I needed him to, making me a better person through everything I do, then I will bet you anything he trumps all of you in doing all the little things.

My parents are old fashioned. I cannot get too mad about it- but at the same time, it’s terribly infuriating. Being their ‘little girl’ I guess I can understand why they would want a man to do everything for me- they wouldn’t want the man to take advantage of me and whatever silly stupid ideas they get in their heads. They want to see physical proof he loves me; apparently my happiness isn’t enough. I overheard my parents talking about this when I was upstairs in my room. My mother was saying something along the lines of “if you really really really cared about someone, wouldn’t you want to pay for them?”

Let’s just think about that sentence for a mo– nope, the moment’s done. That is the most ridiculous and absurd thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

This is the problem of today’s relationships:

the men are expected to treat their women like spoiled brats and not as equal, independent individuals .


Women are sneaky. We say something but totally mean the other, just to test whether the man understood us or not and to see whether they could read our minds because they should know we’re actually paradoxical monsters. Just HOW dumb is that. How many girls do you see or know who beg for their boyfriend’s attention, money, and even their love? Probably one too many. If a girl can’t stand on her own, she’s useless. Absolutely useless. She’s not going anywhere in the world without a man and it is a BAD. TREND. It doesn’t matter whether you’re loaded or not. If you don’t have a head, you might as well not live. A waste of space. If I sound too harsh, too bad, because I refuse to take anything I said back. I believe my relationship is as solid as it could be given the timeframe I’ve had with my boyfriend. And I will not take it any other way.

And if you guys haven’t watched the video I linked yet, here it is:

If you feel like you’re in a relationship like this, or victim to this, change it. And if the change is not possible, leave it. Your future self will thank you.

money, health, gut; compassion, sympathy, wisdom from the ages.

Daily Prompt: 3 things I believe to be true, 3 things I believe to be false.

I meant for this to be done yesterday but it slipped my mind. I’ll finish it now.


#1: Money. you cannot do anything without it. you simply cannot, at least not where I live. Assuming those who are from an average family- money is extremely powerful and it will either make you rise or fall. All it takes is to know that it is important. Jealous of that man’s fitted suit? Jealous of people that go on vacations every other month? Jealous of that beautiful diamond ring? Now, I know there are many people who fall under misfortune’s hands and become jobless, homeless. This is not to spite them. This is a truth that matters to me- and money, matters where I come from.

#2: Health. you cannot do anything without it either. you simply cannot.

#3: Gut. everyone says to trust your gut. the feeling you get. intuition, basically. What does your gut tell you? It tells me that I should make the decision that will benefit me. Ever had the fight between head and heart? Your gut is the mediator.


#1: Compassion. i find it very difficult to find real compassion in people. sure, there are those who really do try to share the pains of others but in most cases, they do it for show, not real compassion. image. status. real compassion is powerful- which is such a shame that they aren’t a common trait in people. in this world it’s one for yourself.

#2: Sympathy. this is different from compassion. sympathy is just a feeling- the common words of : ‘oh, i’m so sorry’. i’m so sorry. did you feel that? not that you would know whether i meant it or not.

#3: Wisdom (from the ages). this is actually a funny case, and i probably brought this up because of my father. my father was from the 40’s.. yes, he’s quite old. and everytime we argue, whether it is relevant or not, he would always say: i know better than you. you still have a long way to go in life. And it bugs me- do you really know better than me? does your experience equate to my experience? it’s almost the same as me telling the rest of you that your first relationship will never work out at the age of 16, because mine didn’t. well hell, my uncle and aunt had been childhood friends-turned lovers and a married couple for almost 70 years.


so there are my heart’s truths and lies. there is no right or wrong, just a few things that stand out for me personally. don’t get me wrong, i’m not a debbie downer or a depressed masochist (despite my blog focusing on relationship problems), i’m just a girl whose eyes have been opened a little wider than usual (yes, i have big eyes).