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clo_againOut of *four* Spike icons, this is the only one under 40KB. And even worse it's really small - only about 13KB, but the other ones aren't much more complicated so why are they 50KB and more?! *sighs*
You will never believe what my brother did last night. He spilt MILK all over the computer, all over the floor and all over the computer chair! Not only does everything now stink of milk but we were banned off the computer till it dried which meant I couldn't finish updating Planet Helen last night and now I'm wasting homework time doing it. *kicks brother* I thought you grew out of spilling stuff about ten years ago! Useless boy.
So now I'm off to try and get at least some of the stuff on Planet Helen done, although the masses of homework are looming ever closer. And the smell of milk is starting to really get on my nerves. Ach.
I might get Royal Rumble on Box Office tomorrow. Depends if I can convince dad to get it for me. He already owes me big time - last night I was watching a program on celebrities and the press (which I have a TEST on in Media on *tuesday*) which was really interesting and my dad comes in, says "Garbage" and turns it onto the friggin *rugby review* Does he have an EXAM in rugby review? I don't friggin think so! I even tried to explain to him that I was watching it because I was *studying* the subject in college and he started making comments about how stupid the teacher must be to teach the subject, when he *knows* Media is my favourite subject. *grits teeth* One of these days I'm gonna ram that remote control in a very painful place......
So. The daily dad rant over, I'm gonna go work on Planet Helen. Bye!
You will never believe what my brother did last night. He spilt MILK all over the computer, all over the floor and all over the computer chair! Not only does everything now stink of milk but we were banned off the computer till it dried which meant I couldn't finish updating Planet Helen last night and now I'm wasting homework time doing it. *kicks brother* I thought you grew out of spilling stuff about ten years ago! Useless boy.
So now I'm off to try and get at least some of the stuff on Planet Helen done, although the masses of homework are looming ever closer. And the smell of milk is starting to really get on my nerves. Ach.
I might get Royal Rumble on Box Office tomorrow. Depends if I can convince dad to get it for me. He already owes me big time - last night I was watching a program on celebrities and the press (which I have a TEST on in Media on *tuesday*) which was really interesting and my dad comes in, says "Garbage" and turns it onto the friggin *rugby review* Does he have an EXAM in rugby review? I don't friggin think so! I even tried to explain to him that I was watching it because I was *studying* the subject in college and he started making comments about how stupid the teacher must be to teach the subject, when he *knows* Media is my favourite subject. *grits teeth* One of these days I'm gonna ram that remote control in a very painful place......
So. The daily dad rant over, I'm gonna go work on Planet Helen. Bye!
