Welcome, one and all to my pity party. It originally was going to be a Tea Party, but I don't drink tea and it's not Tuesday (Thursdays don't count, they sound like thumb). I'm not really into the pity party thing-but I like to complain on mornings like this. So here we go.
I don't know how to use a computer. There, happy? No, really. I'm like I think that's the screen and this is where the mice go. But it's okay because I have super duper awesome friends named Amanda, Grace, and Emily that know how to deal with technology.
However, this is problem because I get back to my house and I just stare at my computer like it's some piece of scary monster goop. Which I'm pretty sure it is because when I close the "lid" to the computer. A light at the bottom of the keyboard part gets brighter and then dims.
I don't know why it does that.
So I ask my inanimate computer.
"Why do you do that."
*light get's brighter*
"I can't sleep if you're going to do that."
"You stupid piece of monster goop."
*throwing of computer*
"That's expensive Alizah!" -Mom
"See what you've done?"
*Computer doesn't save anything.*
"I'm done, I'm moving on to a new relationship with paper."
And that's when I trust my computer again.
I know, I'm an utter and complete loser. I just like to think that I'm cool because I can do long division which is probably something