Little Miss False Positive

Or so I thought you were...

Last week a batch mate of mine discovered a cracked version of Avast's latest antivirus. He shared it with the group during the scheduled school break. I had my laptop with me at that time; enough reason for me to be convinced on copying the crack to try it out, though I believe that my installed anti-virus is better (McAfee). As soon as the installation was complete, i immediately visited a website that would induce my system with viruses. I wanted to prove to my batchmate just for fun that my antivirus was still better compared to what he got illegally.

After doing so, i smiled to my heart's content that indeed mine was at a higher par in most of the things we look for in an antivirus. However, there was one thing in particular that i was able to appreciate about the crack. Avast has this term called 'false positive'. It's a tagname they call a virus that is indeed a virus but doesn't seem to corrupt, alter or do anything detrimental to the computer's system. They can be regarded as obsolete, the 'retro viruses' which have been distinguished, studied and understood to the extent that no matter how much they try to upgrade the virus, modern technology can always trap it.

Yeah it's a virus, just not the one the system's looking for.

Organizations often offer something i haven't felt in a long time; company. I never really wanted to join any organization due to the trauma i got from being involved with friends. It was just a spur of the moment thing that i was elected as secretary of the present organization I'm in. I was nominated as a joke, and from there everything went interestingly undesirable. I learned new tasks, I discovered new facts about my college and more importantly i met new people.

I want to comment on this particular person who happens to give out a light aura (at least to me she does). Thinking about how we converse nowadays makes me wonder how on earth did we end up having this sort of friendly relationship. If you read the first of my posts, you'd know that the sole reason why I'm trying to maintain a blog is because i want to have friends. You'd also note that the trauma i got from my befriending people made me awesome and scares me to connect myself with potential friends. Although I've talked myself into being firm in saying that i don't need anyone to help me with my life, she's the first one to ever scratch my surface enough to make me feel something. It's not love, I'm clear with that, It's just that I feel a second chance at friendship coming whenever she would text me 'what's up?' and bid me 'good morning'. The thing that frightens me more than the thought that i actually have this want to befriend her is that time may have left me out of things. She likes partying and whenever she would talk about it in the office, all that i could do is listen and be entertained about the tsunami of thought she shares with everyone. There was one time when a stereo component was rented for an activity and it was left inside the office along with us, the tinkering students of the IT department who turned the office into an instant disco bar. She was there of course and as she danced to the beat, I was thinking to myself "how does she do that??? That's awesome". She knows her clothes; things that she wears suit her. They aren't loud clothes, it's just that she has this certain charisma that gets easily noticed. She has this trait of being amazed at things people do, and whenever i get to do things that amazes her and she approves of it. It makes me feel good, a kind of good that makes me want to affirm myself too, it convinces me that I can do something, that some part of me is important, that I'm worth it.Something I've never felt for a long time.,.,affirmation from friends.,.,

Flying solo is cool guys. I get to do things borderless. I keep track of how awesome I'm becoming day by day without anyone pulling me down. I get to concentrate on myself unburdened by the negativities of other people. However sometimes.,.,,wait.,.I'm sorry, i was trying to make a point but then i read again the first few sentences of this paragraph and felt that i don't feel that it's proper to establish the useless point i thought of....I'll just flood my thoughts with being awesome.,.,and let it sink into me.,.,haha.,,but I feel that it's a little bit unfair to leave the story unfinished. So here's something to end it.,

I am happy that i was able to revert myself from being emo to being awesome.,.,and i'm quite surprised that it happened in the middle of my blog writing (first time). So to make it short; Thank you miss false positive. I really really really want to be friends with you but I'm too scared shitless to try and make friends. That's it. It sounds rude but i wish you could try to break me open because i know that i won't dare to try and do something.,.,like i said i'm too scared.,.,Funny.,,I want it so badly but i'm too scared to try and work for it.,.

You were that best virus ever to hit my system miss false positive. Finally, it's a friend.,.,just not the friend i'm looking for.,.,and the time of the scheduled scan is a little bit too early.,.,.System's not yet ready to accept upgrades..,.,.

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