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remembered that the night before, I was talking to other people who
use my file-sharing program and asking them which music player was
the best, and they all seemed to agree on foobar2000. I got that and
found out that it can scan your files and automatically adjust the
loudness settings for each song, so I was letting it scan all of
them and I went to bed. I asked my mom if anyone had used the
computer yet, and she said they had and asked how I was downloading
songs (Cybersitter, our dumb internet filter has an option to block
any internet access for a specified time, and they set it to block
after 1 in the morning). I said I wasn't downloading songs. I was
scanning files that I already have. Nothing to do with the
internet. I asked if she closed out of it and she said she did. I
was surprised that it took that long to do it all, but she said she
woke up during the night and went in there and saw it. Yay. I said,
"Can't I do anything that you don't understand what it's doing?" Do
I have to explain every program I use so they know it's alright. She
said that I'm just not supposed to be on the internet that late. I
repeated that I wasn't on the internet, I was just scanning files.
She asked what exactly that program was used for. -_- I told her it
was for playing music, but it had a function to scan files as well.
She seemed unusually suspicious about everything and was quiet a lot
after I'd answer, like there was more that she knew and she wasn't
telling me (she always does that. You can totally tell when she's not saying something on purpose). So, I asked her about it, and
she said she'll show me. Ah ha! So there was something else! She
went in and asked my dad if he could get off so she can show me
"what she found". He happily complied and she went to my Windows XP
and I asked why she couldn't just tell me instead of making my dad
get off and going through everything. I seriously could only think
of one thing she might have "found", and that would be a few songs
with titles that are inappropriate and she was going to show me
those. Thank goodness it was nothing of the sort. She opened the
Cybersitter logs and showed me that while I was on last night, it
logged that Cybersitter had been opened up and the password had been
put in, meaning I knew how to get into it (It's about time they
figured it out. I've known the password they use [it's the same one
everytime they install it] for more than a year now). So they were
all fussy that I was sneaking behind their back and bypassing the
restrictions they has set. Well, for crying out loud! First of all,
they said that I can have an hour of computer time after I get home
from work. Sometimes Andrea is on it so I have to wait. I'm sure not
going to go wake them up to put in the password. My dad's answer to
that was, "Well, if that happens, then it means you just can't get
on." If I know the password, then why not? As long as I only stay on
for the hour, why does it matter? Also, on this site, whenever I go
to write an entry (like this), it has the warning at the bottom,
more importantly, the Sexually explicit part and when
Cybersitter sees that, it stops the whole page from loading. The
same for when I go to write a note. Another hindrance it offers is
that it will block the words "boy" or "girl", but only if it's in
something I am uploading, meaning, if it's on a page, it will show
it fine, but if it's in something like an entry or email, it will
just delete any of either of those words and "I saw a boy down the
street" will turn into "I saw a down the street". It's very
annoying. I basically just got tired of asking them to always turn
it off for me and not being able to do anything when they're in bed
or gone. Of course, my mom looks at it as it's the point that I got
past Cybersitter more than if I did the things that they were trying
to prevent with Cybersitter or not. I didn't do anything wrong, I
just got past it to let me do things that I normally should be able
to do. My dad seemed to understand where I was coming from more, but
that night, my mom said she didn't want me on the internet anymore
at night because I'm unrestricted and that my dad and her hadn't
made a decision about anything yet. Wonderful. At least they're
naive.
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