Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Not much since my last entry. I'm just road testing my laptop, I took the other one home under dad's instructions and he came to get it. He took it up to PC world but they're no longer selling that model so they replaced it, though I think he had to pay a bit extra on top of that though. I'd be silly to say that I don't like this one, because I do but some features are just a wee bit different. For example the keyboard's in a slightly different position, I've got a different background on my desktop, a nicer one of some fish. But the power button's in a different place as is the mute button and it plugs into the internet at the back instead of the side. It's got all my old documents though. I found my USB but it's not really a practical one because it's an MP3 as well. And seeing as I couldn't find it before it seems that mum got me anther one, it's much smaller and I don't think it has the same capacity but it'll do the job I need just great. It's so tiny though I'm terrified I'll lose it . This laptop's a different make too which would explain the differences I guess. Now then, what more can I say? Ah, nothing from Tom this week, thankfully. Did I tell you what he said in his last email last week? Something along the lines of, I'll understand if you're too busy to reply, I don't mind a reply a day, words to that general effect. You think I have time to send you an email a day? Well, in all honesty I have time to send several a day but I'm not going down that road. I'd spend hours sitting there waiting for a reply to our curent plot, reading it, thinking of a reply and sending it and then waiting for the next one. It drove mum mad. Though what I do now's not so different, I play games instead. I just don't want to get back into doing that. So I'll let Tom think I'm too busy. Who knows, maybe he'll take the hint this time and sod off for good. But there's still one thing bugging me about the whole thing last weekend that mum pointed out which I'd probably have missed otherwise. He's back in jolly old England which he hates. All that time n America and no so much as one email just saying something like how are you? I'm doing great, by the way we're engaged now isn't that great? I mean surely that's god news right? Something you'd want to tell everyone, perhaps even someone that you obviously think is still your friend. But for about five months zip. Not even a how did your exams go. I know for a fact you have internet over there in the states. I know for a fact that the people he was staying with have at least one computer because that's how she and he comunicated all that time. I know that he has access to his emails no matter where because he's on hotmail. All he has to do is log in and hey presto. So why, prey tell was he mute all of that time? And then suddenly his little trip comes to a sharp stop and he's bored back in boring old England, no friends because He's been away (and it's not like he had that many either), no college chums because he quit and therefore would have nothing to say to them anymore, hopefully his brother's busy getting on with school work and seeing his friends, just because Tom screwed it up doesn't mean his brother should either, and his mum's probably busy with work a lot of the time, he never got on with his step dad anyway and I doubt telesales makes for a good foundation for serious work friendships, although I may be completely wrong about that, please pardon me if I am to any of you who may have done the job yourselves; and so, bored and without much in the way of people to converse with who does he suddelny decide to send an email to? Me. The one person who obviously has less of a life than him because her life was sitting around on the computer waiting for him to correspond with her. What he thought I'd just shut down and hybernate all of that time like a freakin zombie at that computer, all day and all night until, suddenly this one email revived me and brought me back, bringing meaning into my OBVIOUSLY NONEXISTENT LIFE AND THEN SUDDELY LIFE IS AS IT WAS AND HE'S NOT BORED ANY MORE UNTIL HIS PAPERWORK'S ALL DONE AND THEN HE JUST BUGGERS OFF AGAIN TO LEAVE ME TO ZOMBIFY AGAIN? I DON'T THINK SO!!!!!!! I'M NOT DOING THAT ANY MORE!!!!!! NOT NOW NOT EVER AGAIN!!!! I'M NOT GOING TO THROW MY LIFE AWAY BECAUSE HE'S THROWN HIS AWAY AND EXPECTS ME TO DO THE SAME!!!!!!!! And, as an afternote, if I do end up throwing my life away I'll make damned well sure that it's not because of him.
Sorry about that, I got a bit carried away there. Well, if I don't want to end up like Tom I've got some work to do, 500 words about something I "experienced/observed in a family setting" and write two of the longest possible scentences that I possibly can and it is imperitive that I do everything that we were told not to do to make those scentences absolutely attrocious. Man I love this class .
Gotta' go now then.

Bluebiird out