The day the Internet Died

On the 29th of October 2010 the Internet went down. I found it almost distressing that i couldn't do anything that required Internet access such as facebook, YouTube, xbox live and of course accessing my blog. It revealed to me how much of an impact the Internet has made to my life. I am only 16 years old and i am only just younger than the Internet which became open to public use on the 6th of August 1991. In its 19 years of use it has embedded itself in the youth of the 21st century (and indeed in the 20th century babies such as myself) and now we cannot imagine life without it. I'm not sure whether i feel more advanced that we have a technology such as the Internet or look upon the human race with a sense of pity that we cannot survive without our mechanical toys. I shudder to imagine the effects of the forecasted solar flare in 2013 that is said to leave us without electricity for an unseen period of time. It could be an hour, a day, a week, a month, we just don't know.
It went down apparently all over Northern Ireland. As soon as I realised mine wasn't working, like a typical teenager, i texted my friend to complain. He told me his was down as well as of roughly an hour ago. I found this a bit coincidental. And so i started asking around. None of my friends had working Internet connections. i tried to figure out how far it had gone down but my friend in England had already left for his Halloween holiday in Donegal.

Obviously its working again but in the time it was down my curiosity wrought havoc in my head. I was coming up with theories as to why this had happened at lightning fast speed. I came up with cyber terrorists, aliens, natural occurrences such as electrical distortion in the air or an unforeseen solar flare.

Well that's all i have to say on the subject. And as this post has been unusually serious, please enjoy this picture of an elephant on a couch:


                       

If you look up "Procrastination" in the dictionary there's a picture of me

...Or there would be if you had a dictionary with pictures which sounds really stupid. Unless its a dictionary for kids. So they look up "cat" and there would be a picture of a cat. Although they'd have to omit certain words. I mean what if the kid looked up "where babies came from" (assume it has phrases in it for the sake of argument) and it had a picture of two people going at it.

Yaaaaay mental/emotional scarring.
Anyways back on the track point thing of this post. I can't sit still to do my fudging work. I have a history essay, business studies questions, economics essays (plural), debate team (no laughing) essay, school magazine article draft and English coursework to start/finish for Tuesday and what am i doing? Posting on a blog. To be honest doing the blog itself was a bad idea because i get distracted enough as it is. Seriously i get sidetracked by anything. ANYTHING. Bright colours, dull colours, moving objects, stationary objects, noises, silence and my own imagination. i am a slave to my imagination. I mean just now i tried to think of a time where i let my imagination run away with, me and i spent 10 minutes thinking of a gorilla on a child's tricycle. It was in a formula 1 race. Losing obviously but that's irrelevant.

My god i started my history essay 3 days ago (it was due 2 days ago) and Ive still only just got over a page.




Woops. Personally i blame society

Im a horror movie expert now....in your face my friends

I'm well known to be absolutely rubbish with horror films. My friends take great pleasure in pointing out the time we went to see The Crazies and at a particularly tense moment i jokingly said "I can't take this anymore" and ran to the toilet. Intended as a joke, that moment became the bane of my social existence. They won't let it go. Well look who's laughing now guys.  We went to see Paranormal Activity 2 which is completely crap I'm sure took a lot of effort on the part of many hard-working individuals and is just not to my taste. And they WET themselves whilst i sat there cool,calm and collected systematically taking the piss out of them. Chris, one of my mates, was curled up in a ball next to me and Dave (another mate) and i tortured him by shaking him at the tense moments.
Honestly i feel ecstatic, because one of their main reasons for going to horror films was to ridicule me about the fear on my face. This film nearly sent me to sleep. And when i wasn't trying to sleep i was laughing at the ridiculousness of the scenarios (Pool Cleaner of Disaster and the Disorganised Basement of No Return). I feel soooo superior right now.
Best Horror film experience EVER

What the bum?

I still don't get it. i mean why am i blogging. i never had any great desire to write one before. My aunt thought it would be a good idea for practicing my writing because i want to be a journalist. I know right? Shocking!! A blogger who wants to be a journalist, where have you seen that before. Only on almost every blog on the Internet. I'd like to say its going to be like mega-super-special-awesome and uniquely superior to anything you will have ever seen..ever. But its not going to be so you may as well save yourself the bother of reading my blog. Just kidding
Please don't leave me
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