Friday, 28 February 2014

Red Horses and Sarcasm

Sometimes I just like to play with the mouse pointers on old Windows computers. I could watch that horse gallop across my screen for hours. Yes, I'm highly mature (sadly, sarcasm doesn't work as well on the internet as it does when speaking)

Friday, 7 February 2014

Spider Solitaire is my life

Another school related post. Because of the year I'm in, we spend a lot of time in the computer room. Also because of the year I'm in, we're not given very much work to do. So, since we have a lot of free time on our hands and the firewall works better than the internet, we've become very good at spider solitaire, one of the few built in games on the PCs. I have it on my phone now. It's really rather addictive.

Why do phones have to die?

Well, I'm in school, my best friend is at out, so I was listening to music to cheer myself up. Then, right in the middle of lunch, my phone battery died leaving me no music and no phone games to distract myself from school. Why do phones always seem to die when you need them? Well, I believe the answer is simple. I, in my infinite wisdom, forget to plug my phone in at night. But still. Fuck sake.

My refound love for My Chemical Romance

I was listening to MCR last night, and it reminded me of how much I like them. The troubles is, everyone thinks of "Teenagers" when they think of MCR. If you don't know MCR, don't listen to "Teenagers" because (in my opinion and the opinion of a lot of others) it's not their best song.It's a good song, great for dancing, but some of my favourite MCR songs are: "Welcome to the Black Parade"; "Famous Last Words" and "Na na na". Go listen to them, they're amazing.

Google, sort yourselves out

Not that I expect any traffic from Sudan or South Sudan on my blog, but I expect Google to be up to date. South Sudan has been a sovereign state since 9th July 2011 and is a UN member nation. It doesn't take 3 years to update a map. I expected better of you Google. I've a mind to come complaining to Silicone Dock. Google, sort yourselves out, you've no excuse. *Rant over*