Argh. I keep trying to customize this blog, but it won't apply my cool changes. >:(
Okay, so I promise I'll stop with the ranty "Wahhh life" posts soon, but I'll just get one more (ish) out of my system. Hokay, so I have zero time. So naturally, my body is rejecting this Watty Hiatus and trying its hardest to get on. All the time. Like seriously. I have to resist the urge.
I'm officially an addict.
& I should be working on my speech, but I am instead choosing to work on my mother's Mac. These comps are so nice, but I have no idea how to use it. Like I'm trying to insert pictures into her, but it refuses to let me.
Technology is conspiring against me, I sweareth.
WHEREFORE?!?
Gosh, I regret the decision to take real classes. I have like homework and stuff. And then extra-curriculars.
I'm such a Dumb Diane sometimes. Ugh. I CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER. My dad is trying to convince me to take his Stats class this summer, and I'm like (ugh I would put a gif here but instead have to resort to words. It's a good thing I'm a writer, huh?)
"Nah, bruh. Ain't nobody got time for that." (Thank God I don't write like I speak, that could be catastrophic).
So I told him Sure which is Malak Code for Maybe, but probably not because I am too lazy and actually enjoy wallowing in my own sociopathic tendencies.
But I did say that IF I did take it, the condition would be that I need to have real time to write. Not like little two hour blocks of time on occasion, like actual time.
He just blinked at me. He claims that it's not a lot of work, and that he would help me...but come on.
WHY DON'T YOU WORK LIKE A REGULAR COMPUTER? HOW DACRAP DO YOU COPY AND PASTE? So many funny gifs would have worked for this one too.
I was thinking that I would get the TNS editing game plan down-pat for today since I wasn't doing any homework or speech...but then I succumbed to taking a nap.
Oh AND I went parallel parking with mi hermana...and I suck. If I pass my driver's test next week, I will scream like girls at a JB concert. I would be that happy. I just feel like if I could actually drive and not have my father complaining about how "late" I have to stay for my shit, then I could actually maybe I dunno...enjoy myself?
I noticed a significant JUMP in viewers of le blog. Specifically on my planning thing. This makes me happy.
Imagine a really dorky, slightly creepy gif here.
It just makes me happy that *sniffle* real people care. Also, I will attempt to respond to PM's in a timely fashion, considering I can do it on my phone, buuuuuuuuuut I'm seriously trying to curb this addiction.
I might be making this up, but I'm pretty sure if you DON'T do something for three weeks, it breaks the habit. So maybe in three weeks ;)
Oy. Angry people in my household. Always at me. LEEEAVEEEE MEEEE ALONEEEEEE.
I have to go.
Okay, so I promise I'll stop with the ranty "Wahhh life" posts soon, but I'll just get one more (ish) out of my system. Hokay, so I have zero time. So naturally, my body is rejecting this Watty Hiatus and trying its hardest to get on. All the time. Like seriously. I have to resist the urge.
I'm officially an addict.
& I should be working on my speech, but I am instead choosing to work on my mother's Mac. These comps are so nice, but I have no idea how to use it. Like I'm trying to insert pictures into her, but it refuses to let me.
Technology is conspiring against me, I sweareth.
WHEREFORE?!?
Gosh, I regret the decision to take real classes. I have like homework and stuff. And then extra-curriculars.
I'm such a Dumb Diane sometimes. Ugh. I CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER. My dad is trying to convince me to take his Stats class this summer, and I'm like (ugh I would put a gif here but instead have to resort to words. It's a good thing I'm a writer, huh?)
"Nah, bruh. Ain't nobody got time for that." (Thank God I don't write like I speak, that could be catastrophic).
So I told him Sure which is Malak Code for Maybe, but probably not because I am too lazy and actually enjoy wallowing in my own sociopathic tendencies.
But I did say that IF I did take it, the condition would be that I need to have real time to write. Not like little two hour blocks of time on occasion, like actual time.
He just blinked at me. He claims that it's not a lot of work, and that he would help me...but come on.
WHY DON'T YOU WORK LIKE A REGULAR COMPUTER? HOW DACRAP DO YOU COPY AND PASTE? So many funny gifs would have worked for this one too.
I was thinking that I would get the TNS editing game plan down-pat for today since I wasn't doing any homework or speech...but then I succumbed to taking a nap.
Oh AND I went parallel parking with mi hermana...and I suck. If I pass my driver's test next week, I will scream like girls at a JB concert. I would be that happy. I just feel like if I could actually drive and not have my father complaining about how "late" I have to stay for my shit, then I could actually maybe I dunno...enjoy myself?
I noticed a significant JUMP in viewers of le blog. Specifically on my planning thing. This makes me happy.
Imagine a really dorky, slightly creepy gif here.
It just makes me happy that *sniffle* real people care. Also, I will attempt to respond to PM's in a timely fashion, considering I can do it on my phone, buuuuuuuuuut I'm seriously trying to curb this addiction.
I might be making this up, but I'm pretty sure if you DON'T do something for three weeks, it breaks the habit. So maybe in three weeks ;)
Oy. Angry people in my household. Always at me. LEEEAVEEEE MEEEE ALONEEEEEE.
I have to go.
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