Incoming vent and rant. Also hi I'm not dead.
Still on a boat, and coming to realise what a pathetic human being I am.
Basically every MB of information that goes into my computer is costing me £0.65. Which doesn't sound like much, but then you must consider that checking an email will usually take up about 4MB, after which the money it takes to do anything with images in it becomes ridiculous. Add in the automatic updates computers and browsers tend to do and....
I spent £56 on the first two days by accident.
So I said to myself "Come on Pidge, it's two weeks, you can go without the internet for two weeks. There's plenty of things to do out here, and if you get lonely you can always text Nena."
Only I didn't account for two things:
1: Texting costs me about as much as the internet does when I'm overseas. I cannot receive messages while overseas either, so that blows.
2: I am cripplingly addicted to the internet. I can't stand being cut off from information. I thrive on the constant stream of news and people's lives and entertainment.
For the first few days I was alright. Then I ran out of credit on my phone. We went to Rome (which was just as crazy as I remember it) but I couldn't enjoy it firstly because Rome makes me paranoid (someone almost snatched my sunglasses, dad caught them) but also because I was already feeling lonely. By the time we were in Corsica, I was depressed. I wanted to talk to Nena, to Cande, to Meg, to Sarah, to any of my friends. I love my family very much and we all get along pretty well but by that point I was just snapping at them and generally being a bitch. I didn't want to go to Toulon, I didn't want to eat any more posh food, I didn't want to sit in a little room with my sister doing nothing because I'm too old for the teen clubs and too young for the adult activities.
I just wanted to go home.
Basically, I'm making this post because I need to vent pretty badly. Ten days of keeping this in me when I'm pretty used to being able to say what I want. But the place where I get to say what I want was out of reach.
I miss you guys. I miss you so much I could cry. I'm back home on Friday, but it feels like forever away.
<3
Basically every MB of information that goes into my computer is costing me £0.65. Which doesn't sound like much, but then you must consider that checking an email will usually take up about 4MB, after which the money it takes to do anything with images in it becomes ridiculous. Add in the automatic updates computers and browsers tend to do and....
I spent £56 on the first two days by accident.
So I said to myself "Come on Pidge, it's two weeks, you can go without the internet for two weeks. There's plenty of things to do out here, and if you get lonely you can always text Nena."
Only I didn't account for two things:
1: Texting costs me about as much as the internet does when I'm overseas. I cannot receive messages while overseas either, so that blows.
2: I am cripplingly addicted to the internet. I can't stand being cut off from information. I thrive on the constant stream of news and people's lives and entertainment.
For the first few days I was alright. Then I ran out of credit on my phone. We went to Rome (which was just as crazy as I remember it) but I couldn't enjoy it firstly because Rome makes me paranoid (someone almost snatched my sunglasses, dad caught them) but also because I was already feeling lonely. By the time we were in Corsica, I was depressed. I wanted to talk to Nena, to Cande, to Meg, to Sarah, to any of my friends. I love my family very much and we all get along pretty well but by that point I was just snapping at them and generally being a bitch. I didn't want to go to Toulon, I didn't want to eat any more posh food, I didn't want to sit in a little room with my sister doing nothing because I'm too old for the teen clubs and too young for the adult activities.
I just wanted to go home.
Basically, I'm making this post because I need to vent pretty badly. Ten days of keeping this in me when I'm pretty used to being able to say what I want. But the place where I get to say what I want was out of reach.
I miss you guys. I miss you so much I could cry. I'm back home on Friday, but it feels like forever away.
<3