Wi-Fi
Haay. Naka dial-up lang ako sa bahay. Yung maingay. Yung eeeeeee grrrrrr eeeeee. Tapos failed, kaylangang ulitin ulit1.
Five of my high school friends invaded our home and abused our Internet connection via wi-fi. It all started back in Saturday, when I and some of my friends in high school (a few of them where the same people who invaded our home) played badminton. I did not play much and there was nothing special with it so I will not talk more about it. After we played, we went straight to a mall here in Pampanga, despite that something had blasted in Glorietta 2 the day before that which resulted to a big accident leaving the part of Glorietta 2 where the accident happened unusable, 11 dead, and 129 others injured2. As of the time of writing this, the investigators of the accident doubt that it was a cause of terrorism. They still don’t have a concrete evidence that it was a bomb or anything of that sort that set-off this disaster.
When we got there with all of the bags we were bringing, we expected the security guards to inspect us thoroughly. But we got inside without them inspecting our bags. Come on, they should do their job! They should inspect everybody and their baggages no matter what the gender, age, and how the patrons look like. You see, they were busy chatting with each other. Of course, they can talk freely but they should do what they’re supposed to do because they’re being paid.
We strolled around the mall and ended up in Greenwich. It has been ages since I last ate there. I ordered Lasagna Supreme. Their lasagna is really great and it’s still included in the list of my favorite foods. On that same day, I bought a wireless router. Our phone line is busted yet again for the nth time. We have a temporary line in our dinning room, but I really hate surfing the Internet there because I don’t have any privacy so I bought one.
I have successfully set up the router in no time. But it took me a day to set up the network in our home. Figuring the firewall rules on my Windows Vista and on the old computer’s Windows XP turned my brain into nuts. Setting the network was really hard.
And today, around noon, one of my friends IMed me that he wants to go here in our house and surf the Internet for his paper. He complained that the Internet fee in a local Internet cafe was expensive. I had only less that 30 minutes to prepare myself. He brought with him his notebook so we were able to browse the Internet at the same time. We also had a good time chatting. We watched the funny videos produced by Christine AKA Happy Slip via YouTube, laughed at the stupid answer of Miss Teen USA South Carolina 2007 to her question, shared with him some of the programs that I use, and he told me that he left his orgmates from UP who were in his house3. Lol.
And then, another friend texted me, she wants to go here in our house to browse the Internet too. But she was not alone when she got here. She was with three of our high school classmates. Ah, I miss my high school classmates. I miss the way they make me laugh. I miss laughing with them with almost anything we see, hear or read. I miss our bonding. I miss high school. I miss our stupidity.
Nevertheless, I had a good time with them and I really hope that I’ll meet most of my high school friends this semester no matter if there is an available wireless connection or not. What I am after is to see them and talk with them again like there’s no tomorrow. Currently, I have seen eight out of 47 high school classmates this sembreak.
