What I do during Family Studies class.

Hi there, since I’m really bored, I’m going to type random stuff for no reason and hope she thinks I’m doing work. Lalalalalalala even that’s getting really repetitive D: This is not gooooooddddd I’m not being productive D:< Rawr Lalala. What’s the point of this. Rawr. Let’s tell a story because I have nothing better to do. Also, I need to practice my typing skillages because I’ve slowed down recently and I think I’m talking to myself, but yeah.

If you think this typing speed is really fast, you should see my friend. She types about ten times faster than me, it’s scary D: This is reallllyyyy pointless. I feel like blogging or something. I really think I’m talking to myself, although I don’t think this really counts as talking because I’m typing, but people are reading this, so this may or may not count as talking to myself... I DON’T CARE ANYMORE. D:

Good job, dude. -->

Sooooo, how’s life? I... have nothing to do. I said that already, didn’t I. Sorry. D: efoi

I just realized that when I type, I feel like I’m smashing the keyboard. Wow, I’m making a lot of mistakes today. D: This is bad. I need to practice more. But then again, nobody this semester really gives a lot of essay homework that requires typing on the computer... this is somewhat of a shame. I like typing. D: Rawr rawr rawr rawr rawr D: I’m really bored, and I said that already. Heck, I even said THAT already. What is this. D: D: D: D:D AH IT WORKS BOTH WAYS xD

... The frick is this. Rawr. No. Refuse. Make a sentence...? Uhhm....

Well, I’m sorry. D:<

The quick brown fox jumps over the lonely wolf. Is that it? The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. I know that. Why did I just type that out. People can hear me. What. I think I’m going delusional. This is a bad thing. D:

Does she honestly think I’m working...? That would be pretty sad. D:

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox – I think I should stop that now.

Now it’s time to talk to myself again. I don’t like Windows 7. It’s hard to navigate. Last night, I tried, but I got lost, and then my computer nearly froze. Blue screen of death all over again. Speaking of which, living without my computer for two weekend days (well, technically one weekend day and one holiday day) wasn’t really that bad. Now people around me are talking about marks. I wonder what my average is in French now. Last time it was pretty bad... but then again I’m bad at French, so whatever. French isn’t even important. That much. D: Although if it brings down my

... SEVEN MINUTES. Rawr. D: .... I have no idea what I should write next. I can’t believe I filled an entire page of size eleven Calibri font with random crap. What is this. I must be REALLY bored. This feels like blogging, except... more pointless. What. xD Speaking of which, maybe I SHOULD post this on my blog. Then people can see how WONDERFULLY PRODUCTIVE we are during Family Studies class. Haha. D:

Lalalalala. I said that already, didn’t I. PORRIDGE. Heh. :)

Ldfsljkdfsljkfdsjlkfdlk

I remember when I used to bang my forehead against the keyboard and see what comes out. It wasn’t very... painless. D: ... Wait, that doesn’t make much sense. What. I really am going crazy in here.

HI MICHERFACE AND YOU GUYS I KNOW YOU’RE IN THE OTHER ROOM BUT YOU’RE DOING HEALTH AND WHY AM I CAPSSPAMMING THIS AND YES NAT I KNOW THAT I’M TALKING TO PEOPLE THROUGH THIS THING BUT YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS GOING ON MY BLOG ANYWAY AND THEY’RE GONNA READ IT

Nat: ... Rachel? Are you sure you’re alright?

^ I remember when I used to do that in my spam book. AHAH Lauckerface remember the spam book? :D


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And I was going to write more, but then McCulloch told us to go back to the classroom. :P

By the way, if some parts don't make sense, it may be because I was communicating with my classmates through the Word document rather than out loud. I don't know either. I was bored. xP