I'm About to Kill My Computer

Hey Ya'll! So I haven't blogged in a few days and this will be my last blog post for the next week and a half, maybe two weeks, depending on how my stupid piece of plastic (AKA Computer) is feeling, and if it wants to work on that day. I am leaving for my trip to South America tomorrow and I am so excited. I won't be able to get wifi down their cause 1. There is a limited supply 2. if there is any, it would cost me a lot of money, so basically I can't use my computer down their, and their is no use in bringing it. I am sad and happy at the same time. I am sad cause I do many things on my computer like listen to music (couldn't live without it), write stories, read stories to improve my technique, communicate with my friends if they are having a bad day to cheer them up, play games when I'm bored, etc. I am happy because in the past few days I have been barely able to do any of that and I have been so mad at my computer, I am cursing it out every day, 4-5 times a day. I usually use Google Chrome, because it just works well for my computer and is fast. It decided to stop working and not try to fix its problems a few days ago, so I have to use Mozilla Firefox.  It literally. It told me that Chrome has stopped working and it will tell me if there is a solution to the problem. TELL ME?!?!?! MY COMPUTER DOESN'T TELL ME IF IT HAS AN ISSUE OF ANY KIND AND IT ENDS UP SHUTTING DOWN AND GETTING MESSED UP! SO WHY WOULD IT EVER TELL ME THAT THERE IS A SOLUTION TO MY PROBLEMS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!? I hate my computer so much and it hates me back. It has been 4 days and no it has not "Told me about a solution". So every day I end up yelling at it "SCREW YOU!!!!!!!!!!!" I hate my computer with a passion, to put it in simple form. So I have to use Mozilla Firefox, that I also have installed on my computer. This is a school computer, if you didn't know and I have used Firefox on my previous school computers. It had worked fine and I was able to do everything perfectly. Now since my life hates me, it was gotten screwed up and random ads keep popping up in the middle of everything. Literally, I go to youtube to watch a video and there is 7 ads on there and they all are advertising something and some of them I can't exit out of so I can't listen to anything on youtube, cause the stupid ads will not shut up and end up overpowering the video. And when I am trying to look at ,let's say an email, an ad pops up in the middle of the email and does not move and you can't exit out of it. IT PISSES ME OFF SO BAD!!!!!!!!! Please excuse my language but I am this close - (as long as this line) to punching this computer, but since it's a school computer I would have to pay for it and that would just make me more mad. Yes I have anger issues and having a screwy computer does not help them. And they're not small anger issues either. Let's just say if everybody's anger issues were represented by a dog, I would be a rottweiler ready to rip someone's head off and tear them apart, bone by bone. So it is going to be a relief to not have to deal with my computer. Anyway let's get on with some quotes before I kill someone.















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I gave more quotes than usual since I won't be posting in a while. Bi Ya'll!

Get Ready to Run

Hey Ya'll! So I just got back from a dinner with my grandmother, and well, it was eventful. I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but it's not like I am giving away too much information, so it's ok. We went to dinner and we all think my grandmother is losing some memory, which is normal for someone at her age. She had her glass of wine. Then she had another. And another half glass. That was one sign. And she also told us that her pastor from church was sitting a few tables away from us.  She told us 9 times and my brother personally twice. After I spilled my water all over myself twice, the waiter finally came to take our orders.On Sunday nights they have this bar where you can personalize your own bowl of pasta and watch them cook it. The guy that cooks our pasta is their every Sunday night and he is Italian and no one knows what he is saying. I just usually nod my head and smile. Bad choice. Over the years smiling and nodding has gotten me to: me liking foreign languages, me wanting to be a teacher of foreign languages, me playing the guitar, I live in Falkland Tennessee, I want to know how to make an origami frog, and making me look like an idiot when I smile and nod and it was a question. My siblings and I usually get pasta bar (that's what we call it) and tonight was just the same.  Last time my sister got pasta bar, she said she didn't want any sauce. He looked really confused when she said that and said, "White sauce or Red sauce?" she just said, "No No, NO sauce" he eventually got it and ended up drowning her pasta with water. No one knows why he put water in her pasta, but he drowned her pasta and turned it into soup. This time she knew not to do that and just got the red sauce. Once we were done with dinner, since my grandmother had drunk so much wine, my dad brought her home. He didn't want to say she had drinken too much wine though, cause she wouldn't have remembered. So he told her that the rest of the family was going to go get milk at a store and then meet her back at her apartment to pick up my dad. We weren't really getting milk, so we just followed them to my grandmother's apartment. My dad opened the door to the parking garage and drove in. My mom thought, "Oh we can probably make it through after them. NO! She starts going faster, trying to make it through. It would have worked if we had a sports car, or some car low to the ground, but we have a bus of a car (as I like to call it). It is a huge van (not white van). So it starts to close, and no one knows why, but we can't see it close. So we think, oh we are going to make it. I thought that till I saw the door partially closed. We ram past it. It took off a part of our roof and the rubber seal on the sky light. So if it rains any time soon, the water will seep through the cracks and into our car. Fun. On my way home I hear "My dad said that we will get my mom a new car in the next few weeks and I am so excited. I am starting to hate this car. It permanently smells like mildew, dog fur, and food that none of us ever found. My parents have spent so much money on repairs for this car, that with all of that money combined, they could have bought another car. It never gets signal for the radio, so we only ever get to listen to half a song. It was a loud whining sound whenever we drive it and I think it is going to blow up soon. When we got home the door was unlocked, which was strange. Me and my sister step through the door, since the rest of my family are checking out the car. Some of the lights are on.... strange. And my biggest concern was my dog was standing in the middle of the hallway, whining with her tail lowered. when we all got inside, she was happy again, but I am still worried that there is some murderer hiding in my closet. If I find a man hiding in my closet I am running out to the garage and driving my mom's car to the nearest hospital, and I am spending my night there, since there are people there all night. Yes I don't know how to drive a car, but I will manage. Anyway, some of ya'll might be confused by the title.... my mom ran her car into the door. I would run away from my house. Yes? No? Maybe? Chicken? Yeah the chicken has nothing to do with anything, but I just wanted to say it. Anyway, time for some quotes.









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Black and White For 4 Hours

Hey Ya'll! So this morning I got up at 6:45, which was very, very painful for a Saturday morning. You are probably wondering, why are you getting up that early on a Saturday? Well I had to take the ACT. I don't know what it stands for, but you take it to get into college. I took it to see if my scores were high enough to get into the Duke talent search, and that helps your college scores if you get in and take the classes. I got to the high school to take it. It was so awkward. I was surrounded by high-schoolers, and they were all taller than me. I am scared of people that are taller than me because it makes me feel defenceless and small. All these people were at least 6 ft tall. I am 5 ft 7, so I am not used to being shorter than many people. There were also only 3 white people including me in the classroom. I'm sure other classrooms were different but the classroom I was in was like that. Being as pale as me it makes me feel REALLY weird. I felt like an alien next to all of them. More than I usually do, of course. Anyway, I took 4 different tests, and it added of to 4 hours of staring at black and white words and it didn't take long for my vision to start to blur. I have to have some sort of color or I have a freak attack. I almost started hyperventilating in the middle of the test. Yes it is that bad. Anyway, I have been listening to a lot of Gavin Degraw's songs lately. Like a lot, on repeat. I usually have these obsessions that last a day or two when it comes to music. I have country music days, and Ke$ha days, and Kelly Clarkson days, etc. Today has been very long, after being the youngest in a classroom, the palest, and the shortest.  Anyway, time for quotes.








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Well...

Hey Ya'll! Once again, nothin going on. So once again, quotes











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