Here's a conversation (online, not in person) with an acquaintance of mine. Not word for word, but you'll get the idea. I'll call this person...Alfred.
Me: Hi.
Alfred: hiiii
Me: Okay....
Alfred: lol
Me: The Foo Fighters are going to perform here after all.
Alfred: lol
Me: That's not really funny.
Alfred: lol
Me: The suicide rate has increased recently.
Alfred: lol
Me: I'm a homicidal maniac and you're my next victim.
Alfred: lol ur so weird
Get my point? It's not quite that bad, but almost.
Next random topic.
Just because Brendon Urie is wearing eyeliner in the video for "I Write Sins Not Tragedies," does not mean Panic!'s first album is "emo." Speaking of the music video, where's the rest of the band?
Next.
One last taunt at Twilight and then I'll shut up about it. Summary of Twilight:
Bella complains about the rain. Then about her clumsiness. Then she says that Edward is beautiful. Then that she's not worthy, and clumsy, too.
I flipped to three random pages in the book, and two of those three pages had Bella mentioning "Edward's perfect face." Not in those words. But whatever.
Next.
I did not go to see Blink-182 and My Chemical Romance on the Honda Civic Tour. Which I'm not happy about. Apparently it was awesome. >_<
Next.
Have you ever noticed that in school you're constantly being forced to take American History classes? I mean, yeah, okay, we live here, but honestly I don't need to hear any more about "the home of the free and the land of the brave." Or whatever it is.
Analysis of my fear of heights:
If I'm in a harness climbing a ladder and it's all well-secured and (most likely) perfectly safe, I'm freaked out. Or if I'm up, 80 some feet in a tree on a platform that's safe, in a harness, with all the afore-mentioned safety stuff, this is my brain, "ohgodohgod we're all gonna die."
If I'm standing at the edge of a cliff, about a foot away from the edge over looking a distance of much more than 80 feet, then it's awesome. And I'm telling whoever is worrying about falling off the cliff to shut up. So smart, I know.
Basically: I don't trust humans. Because I'm actually a robot plotting to take over the world. Not really.
/stupid post.
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