Guys. Google is EVIL.
Okay, not evil. I mean it's all thanks to Google that I can make homemade pancakes, and it's all thanks to Google that I know what IMO means. We'll just say that Google is being intensely dislikable which is not a word. See how intensely dislikable Google is? It doesn't even think Google is a word.
Naah, I love Googlewith my heart and soul and I'm not creepy at all. I guess it's my computer I hate right now.
GAH! DIE COMPUTER DIE!
Okay so y'wanna know why? I'll tell you person who is coughnotreadingcough (PSA: If you read this blog, please find it in your hearts to comment. Please? I like reading comments. They make me laugh and also allow me more time to procrastinate. Also unicorns! So, yeah. Comment.) Okay, Google, right?
My computer is not letting me Google things.
I know right isn't it terrible!? Like who does that!? And who came up with !? !? And it isn't it so cool!? And doesn't Twilight suck!? AND ARRGGHH WHY ISN'T THE COMPUTER LETTING ME GOOGLE THINGS D:
Yeah, it's like I Google, um, "How old is Rosie Weasley in the epilogue" even though, y'know, I already know, and I get like 5 bajillion results or whatever but when I CLICK ON ONE IT COMPLETELY MALFUNCTIONS. It comes up with this scary virusy site! And something to do with Target! And I just got rid of a virus so I get very scared and run away but then...I'll never know how old Rosie Weasley was in the epilogue (SHE WAS ELEVEN YEARS OLD AS SHE WAS BORN CIRCA 2006 THE SAME YEAR AS AL.)
Strike that example. It's a bad example. Let's say I want to find out what year Francis Bacon who did not invent bacon, and, in fact, played a major role in inventing Science..I think? I don't know because stupid Google/stupid computers want to ruin my life, was born in, I can NEVER EVER KNOW. Ever! So I have to like check textbooks or call my friends. It's like living in 1303!
Yeah, that picture? I don't know where it'll show up on your screen because sometimes Blogger is lame, but wherever it is, it's me. Except I don't have red eyes or purple hair and I'm not really entirely sure why I drew myself like that. Also I'm not a stick figure. But otherwise, yeah! Me!
Okay, that's all for now, I have to go mourn and do homework and stuff. Please comment if you read and tell me a way to cure this Google scary horror. Bye!
Okay, not evil. I mean it's all thanks to Google that I can make homemade pancakes, and it's all thanks to Google that I know what IMO means. We'll just say that Google is being intensely dislikable which is not a word. See how intensely dislikable Google is? It doesn't even think Google is a word.
Naah, I love Google
GAH! DIE COMPUTER DIE!
Okay so y'wanna know why? I'll tell you person who is coughnotreadingcough (PSA: If you read this blog, please find it in your hearts to comment. Please? I like reading comments. They make me laugh and also allow me more time to procrastinate. Also unicorns! So, yeah. Comment.) Okay, Google, right?
My computer is not letting me Google things.
I know right isn't it terrible!? Like who does that!? And who came up with !? !? And it isn't it so cool!? And doesn't Twilight suck!? AND ARRGGHH WHY ISN'T THE COMPUTER LETTING ME GOOGLE THINGS D:
Yeah, it's like I Google, um, "How old is Rosie Weasley in the epilogue" even though, y'know, I already know, and I get like 5 bajillion results or whatever but when I CLICK ON ONE IT COMPLETELY MALFUNCTIONS. It comes up with this scary virusy site! And something to do with Target! And I just got rid of a virus so I get very scared and run away but then...I'll never know how old Rosie Weasley was in the epilogue (SHE WAS ELEVEN YEARS OLD AS SHE WAS BORN CIRCA 2006 THE SAME YEAR AS AL.)
Strike that example. It's a bad example. Let's say I want to find out what year Francis Bacon who did not invent bacon, and, in fact, played a major role in inventing Science..I think? I don't know because stupid Google/stupid computers want to ruin my life, was born in, I can NEVER EVER KNOW. Ever! So I have to like check textbooks or call my friends. It's like living in 1303!
Okay, that's all for now, I have to go mourn and do homework and stuff. Please comment if you read and tell me a way to cure this Google scary horror. Bye!
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