So my computer is broken

[starfly_ocean]

... and I'm totally okay with that.  It's so weird.  I'm also convinced God did it on purpose.  You see, I've been thinking for a while that - and please don't kill me for this - if it weren't for the fact that I have online homework for some of my classes, I would love nothing more than to throw my computer at the wall/floor and smash it.  Don't get me wrong, the internet it an amazing place!  But, you have to admit, it's also really dangerous.  All the things I know that I wish I didn't I learned online.  All the time I've wasted that I beat myself up over has been online.  Unfortunately, everything requires internet now, so I can't - couldn't avoid it.  But, on my last day of class, while I was furiously trying to finish all the online math homework I'd been putting off for weeks and the last online test (not the final exam, I had to take that in person that day) that I had also been putting off, my little netbook I got for my birthday this past August broke.  I don't know what happened, but it wouldn't work, so I borrowed my mom's little netbook.  This is where the only bad part of this whole thing comes in - my mom's computer stopped working too.  Oh wait, I'm also a little sad that I can't download anything since we don't know why both computers broke and it's obviously something I did even though I was only on my homework site, gmail, facebook, and tumblr at the time and I don't download stuff.
Anyway, I'm using my mom's other laptop right now and I'm totally fine with borrowing this and using the library for my classes next semester since I don't have any more online homework, just essays.  I'd kind of like to continue blogging (can what I'm doing even be called blogging?  I'm such a failure at the internet and I'm only 17) on here and my church and school announce things on facebook so I check that.  I'd also still like to make some buddies to just talk to online, 'cause apparently all my friends are usually too busy to talk to me.