Forget the Scene

I was a tad worried there. My internet WOULD NOT CONNECT. It should probaby teach me a lesson – blog earlier in the day when your internet is connected, but… no. I don’t have time ‘earlier in the day’. That concept does not exist for me – between nine o’clock and half three (the hours that I would think of as EARLIER IN THE DAY) I am at school. Where the computers block every website under the sun. Fact. So it’s kind of out of the question.

Anyway.. back to the point; my connection-less internet. I was extremely worried – to the point that I had to have a shower to calm myself down. (On reflection, I may have done this to wash my hair. Maybe not. I’m not sure).

When, after said shower, the internet was still not connecting, I resorted to my… last resort. MY DAD, the oh so scary one. The bossman. His answer? “Turn it off and on again.”

Apparently, I am not mentally equipped enough to do this. So he did. While I made him coffee, like a good little slave girl/daughter. And it worked!

We found this out when my MSN automatically logged in and he attempted to have a conversation with my (actually offline) bestfrann (this roughly translates as, in Emma talk, best (male) friend), before shouting “WHAT IS THIS THING DOING?” and proceeding to point and wave at the computer screen. I had to explain the concept of inter-computer communication. It was not fun.

So… I’m thanking my lucky stars that he eventually left me alone to “revise” (read as: blog). And from now on, I know how to reconnect my internet! WINWIN.