The Doctor: [As Sarah accidentally speeds up the composter] NOT THAT BUTTON, THE OTHER ONE!
...I'm feeling a bit like the Doctor myself today: annoyed at humanity but strangely cheerful. I guess its mainly due to my cold being banished. Having your monthlies and a head cold at the SAME TIME is something that should be banned by the Geneva Convention. I even couldn't get to school yesterday (thankfully no test's missed). But overall: bleagh.
I'm actually thinking of making myself a pledge: I shall not go on the internet when I should be working on schoolwork, artwork, or anything else that involves a computer when I could be doing something productive. Sometimes it feels like the internet is made up of a series of connecting wires, which are VERY easy to get caught up in. One page leads to another, and another....So, I, Myster Web, shall not be on here when I need to work.
At least for a week. Let's see if I last that long.
Anyway, Myster Web, signing off. I've only got ten more minutes until I need to get to class, so see you all later! (all of you being whomever reads my journal, who I believe is only Pip. Oy)
I'm actually thinking of making myself a pledge: I shall not go on the internet when I should be working on schoolwork, artwork, or anything else that involves a computer when I could be doing something productive. Sometimes it feels like the internet is made up of a series of connecting wires, which are VERY easy to get caught up in. One page leads to another, and another....So, I, Myster Web, shall not be on here when I need to work.
At least for a week. Let's see if I last that long.
Anyway, Myster Web, signing off. I've only got ten more minutes until I need to get to class, so see you all later! (all of you being whomever reads my journal, who I believe is only Pip. Oy)