A lot of us tends to get over-dramatic when our computer slows down. Novice of users would simply shout out that their computers are infected with a Virus or a Trojan. Intermediate users tend to go deep into the cause of the problem by checking available memory, speed of the processor, and so on. Their methods may be right or wrong, depending on what really is the problem in their respective machine.
But the best advice is to always look at the root of the problem, and in Windows' case, the System Registry.
If you open up the Registry, you will just see a Windows Explorer-like interface that shows a lot of folders and values that you won't even understand. But these folder and values tends to play an important role in our computer's performance.
For starters, all the information about our machine is stored in the Registry. What applications are installed, how it should function, what features should be active, and so on are all found in the Registry. When Windows boots up, the OS will simply check all the values in the Registry and apply all the settings and configurations during its operation. When you open up a DOC file, then the OS will look into the Registry and try to find out what application is needed to open up a DOC file. Simple as that.
When the Registry is cluttered and unorganized, then there is a big possibility that our computer's performance will slow down. Clean it up then compare the difference.
If you want to learn how to open up your Windows Registry and how to clean it up, then feel free to visit my articles and learn why your Windows is slowing down.
Source: Corruptmonk's Registry Article
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
Love As A Concept V.2.0.0.8
Sometime I stare into the horizon wondering what love really is?
This question nags me from time to time; and never had a finite answer for such a trivial, yet profound, word. But to answer my own question, maybe I can say, think... no! I feel instead.
I lost love a couple of times in the past, found, and lost again, then found anew. This cycle never ends. I got hurt, yet I crave for more. I get so easily attached too! Emotions form as quick as dew in the morning mist. But is it really love? There is no way to tell really.
I love to love, and love to be loved. But do I really know what Love really means?
Do I really understand its meaning?
Do I really understand its will?
Do I comprehend its teachings?
Do i live with its sermons? Only time can tell really.
For me, I will still continue to love; I might get hurt, but I will brush it of off like scars on skin, yet it lingers like a dagger twisting inside me. But i still love.
There goes that word again..... Will I, or we, never hear the end of it.... or will we?
again... only time can tell....
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I posted this on my Friendster blog last year, and I thought to revive it with some editions (major ones. Man, did I even write this thing..... sheeesh... things change I suppose). Honestly, I was unattached when I wrote this one while thinking about my past relationships -- the good times and the bad are just lingering memories now. NEVER to return, and I desire for it not to.
I'm quite happy with the love of my life, my beloved baby boo; and reading what I wrote before posting this made me realize one thing: I am in love, and it was worth the wait.
This question nags me from time to time; and never had a finite answer for such a trivial, yet profound, word. But to answer my own question, maybe I can say, think... no! I feel instead.
I lost love a couple of times in the past, found, and lost again, then found anew. This cycle never ends. I got hurt, yet I crave for more. I get so easily attached too! Emotions form as quick as dew in the morning mist. But is it really love? There is no way to tell really.
I love to love, and love to be loved. But do I really know what Love really means?
Do I really understand its meaning?
Do I really understand its will?
Do I comprehend its teachings?
Do i live with its sermons? Only time can tell really.
For me, I will still continue to love; I might get hurt, but I will brush it of off like scars on skin, yet it lingers like a dagger twisting inside me. But i still love.
There goes that word again..... Will I, or we, never hear the end of it.... or will we?
again... only time can tell....
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I posted this on my Friendster blog last year, and I thought to revive it with some editions (major ones. Man, did I even write this thing..... sheeesh... things change I suppose). Honestly, I was unattached when I wrote this one while thinking about my past relationships -- the good times and the bad are just lingering memories now. NEVER to return, and I desire for it not to.
I'm quite happy with the love of my life, my beloved baby boo; and reading what I wrote before posting this made me realize one thing: I am in love, and it was worth the wait.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Life of a Workaholic Lover
I've been working my butts off for a couple of months now; and honestly, I'm happy.
Ever since I started this Job around mid-August last year, I've been continuously pushing myself to improve in this line of work. Well, if you're really that curious, I'm a content writer.
Being one isn't really all that bad. The pay is very good, and I have flexible working hours. I work at my own convenience (if you ever call having a deadline convenient), with no pesky supervisors keeping watch all the time, except for mom. Honestly though, Why am I writing this down anyway?
I'm bored, and taking some time off before I go back to grinding today's load.
Not everything about this job is perfect though. Sometimes it gets me into trouble with my lover. There were numerous argument about me spending overly too much time with my work and less with him. It even went to the point that he almost decided to stop seeing me entirely.
Another problem is when the client is dissatisfied with the articles I make for them. Some returns for rewrites, while some..... too bloody to tell. T_T
This made me realize something else too, I am turning into a workaholic. all work and no play is definitely wearing me out. But I haven't improved this much in years. I've learned how to manage my work time, fun time, love time (wohoo), and sleep time (not getting much of this one, trust me). With the careful guidance of my boss (yes, I do have a boss), I noticed that my writing skills improve with every article I make. When your mistakes are being pointed out in numbers, you can't help but improve. hahahahahaha
Anyway, I'll stop here for now. I'll fill this up with some juicy tidbits (if I ever come up with any) later on. Ciao.
DaddyBoo
Ever since I started this Job around mid-August last year, I've been continuously pushing myself to improve in this line of work. Well, if you're really that curious, I'm a content writer.
Being one isn't really all that bad. The pay is very good, and I have flexible working hours. I work at my own convenience (if you ever call having a deadline convenient), with no pesky supervisors keeping watch all the time, except for mom. Honestly though, Why am I writing this down anyway?
I'm bored, and taking some time off before I go back to grinding today's load.
Not everything about this job is perfect though. Sometimes it gets me into trouble with my lover. There were numerous argument about me spending overly too much time with my work and less with him. It even went to the point that he almost decided to stop seeing me entirely.
Another problem is when the client is dissatisfied with the articles I make for them. Some returns for rewrites, while some..... too bloody to tell. T_T
This made me realize something else too, I am turning into a workaholic. all work and no play is definitely wearing me out. But I haven't improved this much in years. I've learned how to manage my work time, fun time, love time (wohoo), and sleep time (not getting much of this one, trust me). With the careful guidance of my boss (yes, I do have a boss), I noticed that my writing skills improve with every article I make. When your mistakes are being pointed out in numbers, you can't help but improve. hahahahahaha
Anyway, I'll stop here for now. I'll fill this up with some juicy tidbits (if I ever come up with any) later on. Ciao.
DaddyBoo
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
First Blog of the Year
Everyone is under the mercy of aging, and I never consider myself immune to this facet of life. To prove my point, I forgot the account info on my blog sites.
Well, I can't really blame my age in this matter. Honestly, I stopped paying attention to blogging ever since I stopped being a call center agent. Facing the computer for 8 hours a day, and when the client's calls aren't coming in, i spend my time blogging. So, I guess, that my memory of my blog account slipped into nothingness.
So now, I'm starting over. Interesting, wot?
DaddyBoo
Well, I can't really blame my age in this matter. Honestly, I stopped paying attention to blogging ever since I stopped being a call center agent. Facing the computer for 8 hours a day, and when the client's calls aren't coming in, i spend my time blogging. So, I guess, that my memory of my blog account slipped into nothingness.
So now, I'm starting over. Interesting, wot?
DaddyBoo
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