It fucking sucks.
I feel so isolated and alone -.-'
Everything I try to go and do, I realise I need the internet.
Find out a fact? Internet.
Look up a word? Internet.
Check UCAS? Internet.
Order something? Internet.
Get a new song? INTERNET.
My life actually revolves around it, and I dont think I really realised how much.
Goddamnit.
Luckily Jim at Mums work is looking into it - Jim is Louis' brother, so were on good terms.
It alos helps that he really likes sorting out shit like that, so Im well thankful to him; hes proper saved my life.
Well, my computer..
Hes ordering me a new harddrive, which means I need to get an external harddrive to grab all my data off my laptop and back it up onto it so I wont lose it all.
Its only until youre threatened with the loss of everything that you realise how much you have.. -.-'
Ive got off pretty lucky, I couldve lost everything; that means three years worth of pictures and chat logs and documents.
Im not too up for that..
God bless Jim, is all I can say..
Im at Connors, after a morning of work, an afternoon of drinking and eating at the Harvester, and an evening of a pub quiz in Wickford.
My old ghosts wont leave me alone.
Im pretty good at ignoring them, or dealing with them as much as I can, so its not a worry for me, more an annoyance.
Ah well, shit happens..
Dudes (Y)
