Print Screen button (or PrtSc or something) in the top right of your keyboard.
I think it's near home and pageup/pagedown, but it's different on my laptop keyboard.
If you press that it'll copy whatever's on your screen and you can paste it into a program.
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
mine's between F Lock and Pause/Break/ScrLk, above Home.
"if the nuremberg trials were applied to us foreign policy, every us president since 1945 would have been hanged." noam chomsky.
...and this is me hanging on / i'd burn our initials in the sun if it would shine / anxiety chokes me like razor wire / if hate's in your heart man, you'll take what you're given / wake up / i'm not the only one / it's never goodbye / go ahead and play dead / if everyone's a casualty, then take your time, there ain't no trouble / these wounds they will not heal / ambition can be a tricky thing / what the hell do i know about rape anyway? / this is not what i hoped for / ain't it so weird how it makes you a weapon / who will be there to tell me how stupid i am? / those living for death will die by their own hand / and it's me that I am spying on / pick up the pieces and live with the stars / hurry up and wait / things have never been so swell / they're always the ones who slowly drift / be great / ...and this is my world.
"Wow, nice to meet you. Nine years huh? That's a really long time. Are you going to stab me or something? Because if you are, can we get it over with?" ~Jer
You are never stronger than when you land on the other side of despair. ~Zadie Smith, White Teeth
Oh come on, the Beatles transcend any thread about screen captures. Hell, they transcend just about everything, and the things they don't transcend, like sex, acid, and zany hijinks around the city, they enhance.
Jellybones wrote:Oh come on, the Beatles transcend any thread about screen captures. Hell, they transcend just about everything, and the things they don't transcend, like sex, acid, and zany hijinks around the city, they enhance.
Beatles suck.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown