Archive for September, 2009
September 21, 2009 at 7:05 pm · Filed under General
I’m proud to say that I have gone a full week without getting any bruises! Yay! The big one on my right knee is healing very slowly though. It’s the one I got for banging into the table leg repeatedly while painting. My knee was probably trying to get retribution against the table leg, but it’s so dumb that it hurt itself twice.
That’s probably the reason why it’s the bloodiest bruise of all. It bled under the skin so much that I was afraid I might have torn a vein or something. D: It was so bright red until two days ago. It’s healing now, though. The blood is draining (hopefully). But the bump is still there. Hm.. when I look at this bruise at an angle, it looks like a red Pacman. Haha. Is this normal? It’s like getting cuts in the shape of a smile. I remember Mother used to tell me my cuts are smiling at me every time I get them.
Anyway. I hope this goes away soon.
September 18, 2009 at 8:00 pm · Filed under Lewl
On a duel with the AI program…
Cleverbot: Sectumsempra!
me: Protego!
Cleverbot: Conjunctivitis.
me: I think I win.
Cleverbot: …
On a battle of…who is the better species…
Cleverbot: What is your iq level.
me: Higher than yours.
Cleverbot: Sorry, I’m too busy to think right now! Please try again later.
September 15, 2009 at 10:43 pm · Filed under General
Tonight’s preoccupation is the song Half Life by Imogen Heap.
This half life focuses more on the literal meaning than the one involving isotopes and radioactivity. The meaning of which revolves around a person feeling like her life is incomplete because of an attachment to another person whom she can never be with, or ever have at all as a whole for, quite unfortunately, he doesn’t give her the time of day. Her sad devotion is near-blind that she doesn’t care that she knows about his infidelity. She is very, very aware of this, and [no matter how much she tries] she can’t let him go completely even when he eventually leaves.
Or dies.
The dramatic interpretation of the last verse is interesting.
long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
air compressed tight to explode
i’m clenching my ticket to the only way out
as you disappear in a puff of smoke
I like to think that just as she plans to leave him, he preempts her move by dying. Or leaving first.
Bastard.
I love Immi. <3
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