For a week, I log online but I don’t stay long on my blog and didn’t do the routine blog-visits/drops. I do checked my emails everyday, checked my Facebook notifications and replied them. But, most of the time, I watched Naruto’s episodes and played Plants vs. Zombies to pass the time. If I am not facing the computer, I stayed in the room; writing then trashed it and slept. These go on everyday… until I feel better. I am glad my boyfriend understand, though. He asked me what’s wrong? But I never told him.
What really happened?
First things first, I am hiding from morning until 5pm or 6pm. But, no, there’s no police but only a cat. I am like a mouse who hides from a cat, not that she’ll eat me but kicked me out if she happens to know I STAYED HERE. These happened for three days. Instead of going into the kitchen, my bf would bring me food inside the bedroom. I feel like a sick person.
Second, I still feel this emotion of what had happened with my Google Adsense, though. I received an email from adsense about my appeal last Wednesday July 28. It says,
“after thoroughly re-reviewing your account data and taking your feedback into consideration, our specialists have confirmed that we're unable to reinstate your AdSense account.”
Fine! Both, my hands are trembling, I was really angry, though. I only have an idea who the culprit was but I can not pinpoint him or her based on photos. I replied,
“Thank you Google Adsense team. Disabling my account doesn't stop me from blogging. On the other hand, I'm glad it's disabled because no more invalid click activities, anymore. A good experience is worth it for a good lesson. Goodbye!”
Third, a site that’s into micro job have not published the work I’ve done in the tab, “Tasks I’ve Finished”. It happened twice and my mistake, I did not print screen it as a proof. I tried to cancel it because some of my info’s are there.
Last, some ptc sites I am working on has turned into a scam.
All the things that happened, I took it seriously and by heart. I feel as if I am carrying a heavy burden on my shoulders.