I'm so sad at the moment because my real computer is ill...it has, like, 50 billion viruses. I admit, it's my fault. I have ignored the pleas and the cries and the constant warnings that popped up on my screen...sue me.
Well, now I'm in the doghouse. I can AIM people BUT I can't go online (which is a weird conundrum if I do say so myself). I'm stuck checking my e-mail in the computer lab at school. Yuck. I want my own computer again, no matter how slow and stupid it was...ouch, I'm sorry. Did I say slow and stupid? I meant patient and sweet. Does that make a difference? No? Okay then.
My life gets busier and busier as the weeks continue. I'm taking about 18 units, working a few hours, and working at an internship. NOT TO MENTION...I'm supposed to be writing a few news articles for the newspaper. So, yea...not a simple life. But it's working out okay. I'm not losing my hair yet (positive thing) or going to the hospital (which is even more positive!) but I am feeling out of place in a dance that I feel like laughing at...modern...don't ask. I wouldn't be able to explain if you did.
Humdeedum.
Well..I'm off. I just wanted to explain that while I wanted to post more this semester...my computer is acting like a poop so it will be quiet on the western front for a while.
Toodles.
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