I HATE MY FRIGGIN LAPTOP!!

Ugh!! ll it ever fucking does is freeze, the Internet stops working or buffer a video for a whole hour every two fucking seconds!! It takes hours to load pages and it's so shitty D: and to make things worse my mum made a new rule "No laptop after 10" -_- So WTF am I meant to do?! I only get to go on my laptop like half an hour a day!! Actually usually 2-3 but because more than half of that time is either page loading, waiting for the Internet to work or some sort of connection failure shit I actually don't get enough time. *begins crying* I HATE MY LAPTOP!!

The next section is random keyboard smacks to take the anger out and onto my stupid laptop!

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THERE!! All better now? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I can never get better! Unless..

I tell you about the epic adventures of Misha? *narrator voice mode activated*

"It was a time of bitchy girls, annoying boys and strict teachers. A girl, a small one, a small one who wears glasses, a small one who wears glasses and has a Internet life, a small one who-you get the picture, realises she's the only hope to save humanity in her area. People around the world join in this secret society called Tumblr, hating on those who say "#YOLO" every day of their lives."

Woah woah! Sorry wrong story! :/ Eeek!!

"It was a time of bitchy girls, annoying boys and strict teachers. A girl, called Misha, is called upon yet again for another adventure of her life! It all started when her teacher handed her a piece of paper last Thursday..

She was sitting down on her seat in Spanish..the 5th seat on the right hand side to be precise. A pen held in her left hand, her right hand brushing a bit of her fringe out of her eyes so she could scan the textbook deeper. Translate the phrases into English She read. A mumble escaped her mouth as she looked closely at the words to see if she could figure out the meaning without using the orange Spanish Dictionary, which sat above her book. Her fingers reached towards them but she stopped herself knowing it was better to try and fail than to succeed but never learn. Just as she went to type the sentence a voice called out..

"Okay, next Wednesday as you may know you are going on a trip" It was the sound of her Spanish teachers voice, Ms L. Cheers erupted in the class and excited whispers could be heard. "Shh" Ms L continued. "Here is the letter, get your parent to sign it and hand it in by MONDAY" She emphasised the Monday. Her teacher paced around the room handing out letters as she passed each student. "Gracias" Misha mumbled slowly as she took the letter to read the details.

~*The Day of the Trip*~
Misha ran down the stairs, scared of being late, her light bag hanging on her shoulders. She reached the kitchen to the sight of her mum making her sandwich for lunch. She took a sniff "Hurry up mum! It smells so good if you don't put it away I'll eat it now!" She joked slightly, a part of her was serious.

As she finished breakfast and put on her blazer, she walked out of her house and ran to the bus stop, the wind hitting against her. She got on the bus, feeling like she left something behind, a feeling she always feels but never knows why. Minutes passed as she realised it was the stop she had to get off. Other students rambled off and she pushed herself through the crowd of girls slipping out the bus.  She took a sharp breath, fresh air entered her nose.

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It was time to get into groups before they could set off.
"The students in group one are" a name of students were listed, including two of Misha's friend Ezzie and Maria but not hers. She swallowed scared of not being with any of her friends. "Group two with Miss F. are" a list of girls names were called but not Misha's. "Okay group 3 now..with Miss R." The names came one by one, Misha listened carefully as one of her other friend's name was called "Sabby" They stared at each other.. the names kept coming and coming but Misha wasn't there. Her heart nearly stopped when she heard "And..Mi-" She knew it was her, without hearing the "sha" she leaped into her friend, Sabby's arm. What a joyful day!

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That's all I'm going to say because the rest of my day could come up in other posts?

Anyway remember how I said I'll make a happiness page? Well I have!! Click the read more to well read more..

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--Misha