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"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~Thoreau

Monday, April 05, 2004

Okay, so I hate macs. I don't know how to use these crazy machines. Beyond my comprehension. I already tried to write this post...but the mac won't respond to my crazy non-mac commands. How silly of it.

AAAAAnyway, this morning started out normal. I had just sat down around the corner of my evil Spanish class when one of the other 4 students waiting suddenly exclaimed "Hey! We don't have class today." I looked around the corner at him, because he seemed kinda crazy and telepathic, his exclamation coming out of nowhere and all. To the side of the door was a small sign saying that our teacher was sick and that we wouldn't have class. Can we say, send an email? Or how about, put the sign on the door, so it is obvious. I don't like to play where's the sign. One poor kid had been there for an hour and hadn't noticed the sign.

May my teacher (Santa look-alike) feel better. I would post a picture of santa right now, but that's where I ran into problems the first time I tried to post this.

Now I'm left unsure of what to do. I can't leave the building, I have my less-evil Spanish class here in less than an hour. I already went through my notes to that class...I could write my story that I didn't get to this weekend (too much slacking instead) but that seems awfully industrious.

Dude! On this crazy mac, I can't check my spelling! What's up with that? Now that I think about it, I can't even find the power switch. Ahhhh! Scary mac...it is pretty looking though. In fact, I'd say it's much sexier than my gateway computer. Figures, the sexy computer is beyond my understanding.

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