So tomorrow brings another semester of school. The senior year. Exciting, huh? After this, I will have to grow up, enter the real world and turn thirty. Oh…
I have some not-so-good news. My notebook won’t be accompanying me to my first day of classes because it has a virus. Yes, there is a virus out there for the MacBook Pro. I discovered it Saturday afternoon, when the computer told me it was out of hard disk space. I checked and somehow huge files popped up all over the hard drive. I had to erase my entire hard drive and re-install OS X 10.5! Not only that, I discovered the virus was also attacking my TimeCapsule, so I had to disconnect that from the internet! What kind of a sicko makes a virus like that?
My MacBook Pro is deleting the files, and has been since yesterday. I am doing the “Secure Empty Trash” method to make sure I get every last ounce of the virus. There were over 600,000 files made and now it’s down to 400,000. It’s been running all night, and will continue to run tonight until every last file is gone. My poor computer.
Tomorrow Darren also starts school. A normal school. I don’t know what his teacher or his therapist were thinking when they said it was time for him to mingle with the other children. He has autism, so I don’t know how well he get along with other kids in class. He’s seven and going into the second grade. The therapist and teacher seem confident that he will fit in just fine, and if he’s not violent, he won’t be a problem. Um…I don’t know about that. He doesn’t talk. He’s trained to just get up and go to the bathroom if he needs to. He cries for no reason. He needs encouragement to eat. I don’t know if his behaviour can be altered at the this point, and I’m not so sure the school can do anything for him, either.
We’ll know tomorrow, huh? I’m charging my phone. Something tells me I’m gonna need it.