Me being an idiot

This new deal course starts tomorrow. I really hope it's not going to be as rubbish as it sounds. I'd hate to think I have to give up two weeks for something that's going to be completely useless. It sounds like it's going to be completely useless, anyway. I mean, they sent me a letter about it (and the font they chose to use was comic sans, think they might be trying to look nice and friendly?) obviously made in Publisher, complete with Word Art headings that look like they were done by a kid in year 8. The suckyness of the computer means I can't scan it let people mock, but here is what it says:

What's in it for me? [this it in a big blue wavy word art with a dark blue shadow]

Meeting new people [great, not like I hate meeting new people or anything. especially big groups of them, that's one of my most favourite things]
Competing in team activities [aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! Noooooooooooooo!]
Having a laugh [not likely, but I'll give it a chance]
Using computers [Not as much as I would at home though]
The chance to win prizes for project work and team activities [prizes, good. Team stuff, not so much]
An afternoon of bowling [fantastic. Enforced socialisation]
Having fun [which isn't the same as 'Having a laugh'? Or did they just want something else to say?]

Okay, sorry. I'm being an idiot. I've been doing a lot of that recently, ignore me. I'm sure I'll have a wonderful time. I'm just slightly terrified. Sounds not unlike school.

On the plus side, they do say something about how it might help out with getting a job, but they really do seem to like emphasising that having fun/having a laugh/teamwork/lets all go bowling thing.

Anyway, best get to bed so I wake up before 11 tomorrow.

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Apparently our computer is messed up. My mum told me what she could remember about what the bloke who was looking at it told her, but she dodn't know what he was on about, so it makes no sense! But it's something about something inside that has been warped by too much head and could break at any time. Which for some reason meant that he couldn't install XP on it, and then couldn't get ME to work either. So he gave it back to my mum, suggesting another one she could buy for £400. £400 is a bit more than she was wanting to pay to get the computers networked! So she messed about with it for a while and got ME to work, and now she is trying to decide whether to buy this other computer or keep this one. I am very doubtful that we will end up getting them networked at all now. Still a chance, I guess, but my mum is very paranoid about her computer! And I really doubt she will want to fork out £400 for a new one! So I guess I will just hve to wait and see what she does. And in the meantime, not only do we have hardly any programs installed, but all the files from the C drive are stored on this bloke's other computer.

Anyway, neeeed sleeeeep. Too tired to think

btw, sorry for any spelling errors, no programs are installed to check it!