Right now I feel like throwing a tantrum. A full on screaming and crying and kicking my feet and pounding my fists tantrum. Because I came home this morning and I can't get my computer to turn on. I really hate my computer. I can't have a nice computer that will just do what I want. And I wouldn't be as upset, but my parents just left this morning for a 2 week vacation. So that means that when my dad calls, I'm going to tell him what happened and he's going to say there's nothing he can do until he gets back. Why did this have to happen today? It just better not be the hard drive. I really will pitch a fit then.
The only good thing is that since my dad is gone, I can use his computer.
Wow, I have to get out of the house before the phone rings one more time. 6 calls in the last hour. And not one was for me. Man, you go out of town and suddenly everyone has to talk to you.