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Disconnected
Our AAPT broadband internet was disconnected yesterday.
The technician from our new ISP, who was supposedly scheduled to visit yesterday, is now "unavailable" until Monday. :|
So yes, thanks to yet another example of human's error and incompetency, we are stuck with an internet-less weekend.
It's harder than I thought, really.
I guess internet is just one of those things that you don't realise how much you actually depend on it until you don't have it.
I mean, I would think I'm a person who doesn't even go online that much or that often compared to the average public, so I was really surprised to find it so difficult to cope without having constant access to the cyberworld.
Everything is just so convenient when it's only a click away. You can practically look up any information you want anytime you want. You can connect with your friends all over the world at the same time without even leaving your couch. Not to mention the beauty of online shopping!
Without internet, you suddenly feel so disconnected from everything and everyone else.
And I actually feel a little, um, insecure?
What is the human race going to do if the almighty internet were to be taken away from us once and for all?
Or rather, what did people even do before it came along?
Luckily, I could still get some quick fix with my brand spanking new Blackberry Bold 9780. You know, stuff like checking emails and Facebook. The surfing part is a little tedious, but hey, something is at least better than nothing huh?
My husband, on the other hand, had to freeload off my unlimited Blackberry browsing since he has yet to receive his Samsung Galaxy S. :|
And in between, we relied on our 58" Full HD 3D TV and Xbox 360 Kinect to keep us entertained.
Gosh, how much does our daily lives evolve around technology and electronics these days huh?
We originally planned on going shopping in the afternoon to pick out some new dinnerware from Wedgwood, but got lazy and decided against it.
I guess we will just stay in, watch a few movies, and, well, be disconnected from the rest of the world.
The technician from our new ISP, who was supposedly scheduled to visit yesterday, is now "unavailable" until Monday. :|
So yes, thanks to yet another example of human's error and incompetency, we are stuck with an internet-less weekend.
It's harder than I thought, really.
I guess internet is just one of those things that you don't realise how much you actually depend on it until you don't have it.
I mean, I would think I'm a person who doesn't even go online that much or that often compared to the average public, so I was really surprised to find it so difficult to cope without having constant access to the cyberworld.
Everything is just so convenient when it's only a click away. You can practically look up any information you want anytime you want. You can connect with your friends all over the world at the same time without even leaving your couch. Not to mention the beauty of online shopping!
Without internet, you suddenly feel so disconnected from everything and everyone else.
And I actually feel a little, um, insecure?
What is the human race going to do if the almighty internet were to be taken away from us once and for all?
Or rather, what did people even do before it came along?
Luckily, I could still get some quick fix with my brand spanking new Blackberry Bold 9780. You know, stuff like checking emails and Facebook. The surfing part is a little tedious, but hey, something is at least better than nothing huh?
My husband, on the other hand, had to freeload off my unlimited Blackberry browsing since he has yet to receive his Samsung Galaxy S. :|
And in between, we relied on our 58" Full HD 3D TV and Xbox 360 Kinect to keep us entertained.
Gosh, how much does our daily lives evolve around technology and electronics these days huh?
We originally planned on going shopping in the afternoon to pick out some new dinnerware from Wedgwood, but got lazy and decided against it.
I guess we will just stay in, watch a few movies, and, well, be disconnected from the rest of the world.
