Scary... the world is about to end. Either that or I've acquired a hell of a lot more frustration in my life. Or both. Anyways... My grandma wanted to learn how to use the computer today. So I spent a good 15 min. instructing her on the use of a mouse (or moose as she pronounces it), half an hour on exactly how to search the web, and a full hour's explanation on how to get around a webpage (with 15min on the use of the scroll bar). I swear, she better not get into my online time, obaba-SAN.
Sigh... rant over. I should be working on my painting/science fair notes but... well. I just want to relax for a bit.
Well, switching to two hands now that I've discovered that I can't read a book and type at the same time. One of the several fortune plants flowered recently. A sign of good luck, or at least that's what Tita Beth says. My grandma will believe everything someone tells her though.
ugh.... Stupid spring fever, stupid oysters and other aphrodisiacs, stupid references to Eric I see nowadays (at XY one of the pictures is a guy writing on a chalk board "I will not kiss Eric in school"), I don't need a boyfriend right now!.. but then, why do I want one so bad? There goes the boy-abstinence for this year....
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