The Lost Monday

Hey kids, it's Mr. H 2.0. Those who actually know me knew of yesterday's dilemma. You see, there's this bitch of a virus that goes around and basically tells your computer that it has viruses, it doesn't actually have viruses, but it still does. If you've watched House or any other medical drama, you've seen cases where the brain makes you believe in things that aren't true, it's the same concept with the virus.

Pictured: Another metaphor for a virus that tricks people into believing something.

Anyway, usually, when I get this virus, I can get rid of it because I got a hold of it quickly. However, this time, it hit my computer when I was asleep, so it gave it all the time in the world to tell the entirety of my computer that it can't run. So, in short, my computer got hypnotized and hurt itself, and forbid me from using any of it's functions. The only thing I could do yesterday was Facebook, and even that was a hassle.

Seriously, fuck this move.

So, in short, I had to reload XP. I was able to get my hands on a clean copy of it and I formatted my computer. All of my music and pictures are now gone, but that's not that big of an issue. I have a list of all my music, and pictures are a dime for thousands of dozens. So that was my yesterday, battling this horrendous virus that decided it was tired of my shit.

Actual picture of me battling the virus

Anyway, today was a normal day. I've become a bit more involved in actually tutoring the beginning French students in my second hour, which is good because it helps me personally refresh on the basics of the language. Also, I wrote a 7-page essay on myself in English. Isn't that insane? She told us last week to write a narrative about ourselves, and we all did. But I went all out and splattered my paper with lead, thus making 7 pages of Mr. H. That's about it.

Oh yeah, French club. I have that every Tuesday. I decided that, "Hey, I do a lot of French stuff", so I ran for president of the club. I won, and adopted a new pseudonym (Vanna White) in the process, great joy.

Pictured: What will become of French club

Well, that's all for now. Tomorrow will be an eventful day as it is my audition. Hopefully it goes well, I've got it memorized, and for the most part, characterized. If it goes well, I get cast in my first play and hopefully it goes off from there. Until then...