Here I am being all angsty over lack of internet speed to play games on, upon realising the fact that I haven't blogged in a while I figured hey why not actually write about the situation.
Because it's a long and tedious story, I have shortened it into 8 points in chronological order:
1. Dad threatened to smash computer
2. Bought time for computer
3. Gave computer to Jimface, crashed his house
4. Cried heckloads, mum's didn't make situation better and whole house in shambles (not even exaggerating except for my asshole homestay maybe enjoying the show of everyone going ballistic)
5. Somehow things worked out, decided to uninstall games after holidays
6. Jimface crashed my house to return computer, got fat on buns, smoothies and icecream together. Dad was not amused.
7. Discussed with Duck over how we're drifting apart, received long-awaited answers.
8. WENT TO DPZ'S PURDY HOUSE TO MAKE YEARBOOK, WAS AN IDIOT AND DIDN'T ACTUALLY BRING THE PAPER SO ENDED UP HELPING LARRY DO HERS. Luckily finished the background at home and procrastinating over doing the message and printing photos.
#unecessarilydramaticlyf
