Number One:
I have internet. I am currently on my internet. Sitting at home in my bedroom. And I'm on the internet.
OMG!!!onewtf!111!
Number Two:
I really thought RO was going to work for me. Really, I did. It downloaded faster than I expected, but I made a mistake around rar. file 5 and 6. Yeah. So. Um. I need to go download the whole thing tommorow, which means that I won't have any time to level with Leslie since she has to be at musical for noon and I'm going to that Neptune movie thingamer with Rebecca. And my entire morning/early afternoon will most likely be spent downloading RO again.
Which means.
Instead of having 2 1/2 days to reach Sage like I thought I would, I'll most likely have one day to accomplish this feat, or Adam will be proven right. My pride sucks.
But what was annoying about the whole dilly-hoo was that RO made me think it was going to work. I mean, all the patches loaded and the nice "Start Game" button was there and everything.
*kills something*
But that's really no excuse to be awake at four in the morning. I've been spending the past few hours setting up my internet (downloading stuff, making up my favorites list, ect.) that I haven't spent anytime enjoying it since I've gotten home.
Number Three:
I had the worst asthma attack of my life just a few hours ago. Which I don't want to talk about because I am so tired that I could die. But be assured that it was so bad, the people who's doorstep I collapsed on actually heard me wheezing and came out of their house, worried that I was some kind of druggie on a bad trip who was being chased down by some crazed, gun-toting dealer. That teaches me to dress more conservatively when I know I'll be out late. o.O I explain to them later that I had just been having an asthma attack and they were uber-relieved.
And... Rebecca apparently got to act like a gangstar. o.O
Thank you again, Rebecca. ^____^
Number Four:
The musical was good. Not that West Side Story is something I'd ever listen to out of my own free will but still... it was good. And apparently the head honchos at High School musical ville are considering doing Les Mis next year.
Talk about a dream come true! But, um, no sense in getting hopes up based on a tenative maybe. *sighs*
(I want Gavroche. I will be Gavroche or some heads are going to roll, whether it be metaphorically... or physically. Sure, I'm unrealistic, but at least I have confidence! Or... something...)
Number Five:
Wicked is a really good musical. It's good to an extent that borders on ridiculous.
Number Six:
I could have lived a full and happy life without knowing that people slashed South Park characters. Really, I would have been happy to die not knowing that. My life would have been richer, and more complete if I had not accidently stumbled upon this fact.
Number Seven:
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Screw you RO, I'll kick you ass tommorow. And by kick you ass, I mean download you onto my computer like no one's business.
Jenn needs sleep
Good night.
I have internet. I am currently on my internet. Sitting at home in my bedroom. And I'm on the internet.
OMG!!!onewtf!111!
Number Two:
I really thought RO was going to work for me. Really, I did. It downloaded faster than I expected, but I made a mistake around rar. file 5 and 6. Yeah. So. Um. I need to go download the whole thing tommorow, which means that I won't have any time to level with Leslie since she has to be at musical for noon and I'm going to that Neptune movie thingamer with Rebecca. And my entire morning/early afternoon will most likely be spent downloading RO again.
Which means.
Instead of having 2 1/2 days to reach Sage like I thought I would, I'll most likely have one day to accomplish this feat, or Adam will be proven right. My pride sucks.
But what was annoying about the whole dilly-hoo was that RO made me think it was going to work. I mean, all the patches loaded and the nice "Start Game" button was there and everything.
*kills something*
But that's really no excuse to be awake at four in the morning. I've been spending the past few hours setting up my internet (downloading stuff, making up my favorites list, ect.) that I haven't spent anytime enjoying it since I've gotten home.
Number Three:
I had the worst asthma attack of my life just a few hours ago. Which I don't want to talk about because I am so tired that I could die. But be assured that it was so bad, the people who's doorstep I collapsed on actually heard me wheezing and came out of their house, worried that I was some kind of druggie on a bad trip who was being chased down by some crazed, gun-toting dealer. That teaches me to dress more conservatively when I know I'll be out late. o.O I explain to them later that I had just been having an asthma attack and they were uber-relieved.
And... Rebecca apparently got to act like a gangstar. o.O
Thank you again, Rebecca. ^____^
Number Four:
The musical was good. Not that West Side Story is something I'd ever listen to out of my own free will but still... it was good. And apparently the head honchos at High School musical ville are considering doing Les Mis next year.
Talk about a dream come true! But, um, no sense in getting hopes up based on a tenative maybe. *sighs*
(I want Gavroche. I will be Gavroche or some heads are going to roll, whether it be metaphorically... or physically. Sure, I'm unrealistic, but at least I have confidence! Or... something...)
Number Five:
Wicked is a really good musical. It's good to an extent that borders on ridiculous.
Number Six:
I could have lived a full and happy life without knowing that people slashed South Park characters. Really, I would have been happy to die not knowing that. My life would have been richer, and more complete if I had not accidently stumbled upon this fact.
Number Seven:
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Screw you RO, I'll kick you ass tommorow. And by kick you ass, I mean download you onto my computer like no one's business.
Jenn needs sleep
Good night.