You worry too much. Smile, baby.
Blizzard. two-hundred freezing nights. Sun... two-hundred-one.
Evaluate. Jump. Die. Two more lives.
Mash "A!" Wild Mewtwo was caught!
Power surge. Six words were lost.
Puddle jumping with girls. Pure happiness.
I love you... no. Too soon.
Hospital music. Kinda ironic, isn't it?
Scalded foot. Overcooked ramen on ground.
A/N. The ones that are in italics are by my little brother.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sadies, sadies...
Yesterday I got asked to a Sadie Hawkins dance. Later that same day, I accepted. Honestly, I have a feeling it's going to be a little awkward; the girl who asked me and myself are not all that familiar with each other, she's older than me, and honestly, I've never been asked to a dance before, and I have no idea how I should expect her to act. Hopefully no drawn-out love confessions or silly things like that. With any luck, it'll just be two friends going to a dance, minimal uncomfortableness, all that good stuff.
Wish me luck... (The dance is on Friday)
-Chris
P.S. Her means of asking me was pretty straightforward, but nice nonetheless. She baked me 8 cupcakes reading "SADIES?" (followed by a little music note). Underneath the cupcakes was that note in the picture.
P.P.S. For those of you who may be concerned with this turn of events, e-mail me or something. I'll fill you in a little more.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Honor Student.
I am the textbook definition of "bad student". I occasionally fall asleep in class, frequently show up late with a guitar, I talk with friends, don't do homework over half of the time, chat with the teachers about unrelated topics, listen to music, and always get distracted when I take notes and things like that.
Somehow though, every single one of my teachers likes me as both a student and a person, and I'm on the honor roll. How on earth did that happen?
Somehow though, every single one of my teachers likes me as both a student and a person, and I'm on the honor roll. How on earth did that happen?
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Art Teacher?
What is the correct etiquette for writing an informal letter to an ex-teacher who's only eight years older than oneself? (As in, part of the same generation.)
This is my question for the night...
This is my question for the night...
Little Window
It's funny... on nights like this, when the rain is cold and miserable, the wind is blowing, rattling branches and disrupting stillness, and the moon casts queer shadows across everything I can see out of my little window I always feel introspective. I can't really explain it. Something about how these nights always look the same no matter the year or the date. In a way, it's peaceful how after all of the good and the bad I can always come back here, to the computer, by my window.
Through friends, lovers, music, experiences, sickness, exhaustion, this little box of peace is always here.
Food for thought, in an odd sort of way.
Through friends, lovers, music, experiences, sickness, exhaustion, this little box of peace is always here.
Food for thought, in an odd sort of way.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Countdown
Time until Saturday, July 17, 2010 at 2:30:00 PM (Calgary time)
84 days
2032 hours
121926 minutes
7315589 seconds
84 days
2032 hours
121926 minutes
7315589 seconds
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Love the Sinner...
We all have those- the situations that your mother warned you about. The ones where you have a certainty of what the right thing to do is, yet you disregard the feeling entirely. All that you let govern your thoughts and actions is feelings and raw emotion. Simply put, the right thing doesn't matter anymore.
You can close your eyes and remember the last one. A night of love-drunk debauchery... you know the secrets... you know exactly how they sounded... how they felt... how they tasted. The dark languages of a lover, you could never repeat, but it's even more impossible to forget.
Sex. Fire. Passion. Emotion. Lust. Do you remember? You didn't need light. Not to keep an eye on your sin. You're one with another in all the perfect ways. It felt right... no... it was right.
Love the sinner, but more importantly
Love the sin.
You can close your eyes and remember the last one. A night of love-drunk debauchery... you know the secrets... you know exactly how they sounded... how they felt... how they tasted. The dark languages of a lover, you could never repeat, but it's even more impossible to forget.
Sex. Fire. Passion. Emotion. Lust. Do you remember? You didn't need light. Not to keep an eye on your sin. You're one with another in all the perfect ways. It felt right... no... it was right.
Love the sinner, but more importantly
Love the sin.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Life is all Good
Today was better. I need to just take a step back, calm down, and take everything in stride. Honestly, life is easy if you just take it easy. Good friends, good food, good music and late nights make for an easy smile.
From the great mind of Homer Simpson, "Feelin' Fine"
From the great mind of Homer Simpson, "Feelin' Fine"
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Project... but I still need to beat Final Fantasy...
Today, I was instructed to write a non-erotic story (don't ask, don't tell.), so that's what I'm doing. Starting tomorrow, I'm commencing with a new project: One of a larger magnitude than anything I've ever done, possibly could be considered the piece that could determine me as a writer, and not just a teenager with way too much time on his hands. I've already got an idea cooking for this one, and I'll post more information later this week.
On an unrelated note, I'm going to Our Lady Peace on May 10th! I'm extremely excited, and very hopeful that everything will work out perfectly.
That is all!
On an unrelated note, I'm going to Our Lady Peace on May 10th! I'm extremely excited, and very hopeful that everything will work out perfectly.
That is all!
I'm back!
Wow. So much for my "never missing a day" posting rules... ah well, I suppose this is acceptable. On Wednesday there was a massive spring snowstorm knocking out power to everywhere within a fifty mile radius of here. It was a little chaotic, but the power was only really out from 2:00 am to 3:00 pm or so. I actually didn't mind that too much. It was sort of nice to be able to just relax, write a few letters, play my guitar a bit, chase my little brother around outside (a 2-year-old can move faster than you'd think in a snowsuit). The really annoying part was the fact that we lost internet for a full two days after that. The people in the town had it, but out here in the country the receiver for our internet was destroyed, meaning a new one had to be shipped from the city, and with the condition of things it took a little while.
Anyways, crazy weather aside it's starting to warm up again. The sun is shining, and the snow is already almost nearly gone (There was over 2 feet of it). I swear, there's really something to being able to run around barefoot, and then going down the zipline installed in my backyard (hooked up to the bucket of a tractor from a tree... say what you like about rednecks, we get the job done.) and using the momentum flying kick a snowman, exploding him everywhere. Truly, it's an experience that's totally impossible to imitate any other way. I pity everyone who doesn't experience all four seasons in such glory. Temperate climates make for boring playtime.
Anyways, crazy weather aside it's starting to warm up again. The sun is shining, and the snow is already almost nearly gone (There was over 2 feet of it). I swear, there's really something to being able to run around barefoot, and then going down the zipline installed in my backyard (hooked up to the bucket of a tractor from a tree... say what you like about rednecks, we get the job done.) and using the momentum flying kick a snowman, exploding him everywhere. Truly, it's an experience that's totally impossible to imitate any other way. I pity everyone who doesn't experience all four seasons in such glory. Temperate climates make for boring playtime.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Saftey Fog
It's been snowing again. It's April, and the ground is now under a foot of snow, and it's still coming down, very wet and heavy for snow. With any luck, school will be canceled tomorrow and I'll be able to justify staying up way too late.
Honestly, loss of the sun is really getting me down. I'd really like to be able to feel warm again... we had about a week of it and then it got miserable again. Oh well... at least this is a nice bit of moisture that'll make the later spring even greener and more lovely and alive.
On an unrelated note, I had an experience today that was very serene and calming, despite the fact that it really shouldn't have been. I was driving home on the highway, and the roads were quickly becoming much more dangerous and otherwise undrivable. It was weird though... I was in my little box of warmth in my car, driving slowly, making the trip home over a half hour long... there was snow and fog all around, and I couldn't see far in any directions. In retrospect, it was an extremely dangerous situation, but at the time it was just relaxing to be forced to be by myself and focus on my driving. Just clear my mind to work on a single task... despite the fact that I started to skid twice, felt calm the whole time. It was nice in a weird sort of way.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Naked as we Came
This post should require little explanation. We all have those few songs that really define who we are. That make us feel human and totally real for a few minutes. The ones we sing in the shower, or hum on the way to work. They're the perfect five stars, and they help us define what we believe music, culture... and ourselves to be.
She says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard
She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard
She says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard
She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Dirty Jokes (I love Gilbert Godfried)
An elderly man is walking down the sidewalk when he finds a lamp on the ground. He picks it up, rubs it, and to his surprise, out pops a genie!
The genie looks at him and says "I will grant you one wish."
The man pulls an old, torn map out of his pocket, points at it and says "This area here, it's called the Middle East. Nothing but anger, violence and conflict arises from this place. Can you do something about that?"
The genie looks at the ground and says "No, I cannot. That is more complex and bigger than I have the power to deal with. Is there anything else you want?"
The man thinks for a moment, then replies to the genie saying "Well... I've been married to the same woman for forty years, and she's never given me a blowjob. Do you think you could make that happen for me?"
The genie pauses, then says "Can I take a second look at that map?"
The genie looks at him and says "I will grant you one wish."
The man pulls an old, torn map out of his pocket, points at it and says "This area here, it's called the Middle East. Nothing but anger, violence and conflict arises from this place. Can you do something about that?"
The genie looks at the ground and says "No, I cannot. That is more complex and bigger than I have the power to deal with. Is there anything else you want?"
The man thinks for a moment, then replies to the genie saying "Well... I've been married to the same woman for forty years, and she's never given me a blowjob. Do you think you could make that happen for me?"
The genie pauses, then says "Can I take a second look at that map?"
My girl pt. 2
My sleep schedule is very badly messed up.
And it's getting even further thrown off ordinary hours so close to school.
I swear, I wouldn't wait up so many hours for anybody else
That girl... I can't help but smile when I think of her.
My girl...
And it's getting even further thrown off ordinary hours so close to school.
I swear, I wouldn't wait up so many hours for anybody else
That girl... I can't help but smile when I think of her.
My girl...
Snow
*GIGANTIC SPOILER WARNING. DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU CARE ABOUT ANY OF THE DETAILS OF THE PLOT OF FINAL FANTASY XIII*
If I were to begin writing fanfics, this would be the man they would star, and I would write myself in as his new love interest.
Snow Villiers- I can't explain or justify why, but after little over nine hours of gameplay, this man is already one of my favorite fictional characters of all time. For starters, he's physically really cool-looking. He's 6'5" (The tallest playable FF character so far, seconded by Barret from FF VII at 6'4") Has shaggy blonde hair held out of his face by a black bandanna, deep, but never cold blue eyes, and a stubble beard that brings out the shape of his chin.
(Good god... I do sound like a fanfic writer. I sorta hate myself right now.)
Anyways, the thing that really draws me in about Snow is his devotion, and amazing (bordering on stupid) to his own sense of "rightness".
In this universe, if you are marked to become a l'cie, you have two options- fulfill your "focus" (which often involves trying to destroy things, or hurt innocent people) which will earn you eternal life in the form of a crystal, or do not do your focus, and become a cie'th, a mindless zombie, an expendable soldier. When Serah, his lover, is marked as a l'cie, he not only promises that he'll do everything he can to help her fulfill her focus, but he proposes to her in a gesture of devotion.
Serah's last words are "Save Cocoon" to Snow, and her older sister "Lightning" before she becomes a crystal, dead to the world, but alive in the strictest sense of the word. I won't say too much more, but Snow becomes hell-bent on finding a way to bring her back so they can be together, and the lengths he goes to are kinda touching. He literally fights off dozens of police and challenges a god just to keep his fiance safe. Impressive by the standards of any romantic.
Anyways, I'm sure I'll learn more about Snow as the game goes on, but for now, I love him how he as, and I look forward to finding out more about him.
If I were to begin writing fanfics, this would be the man they would star, and I would write myself in as his new love interest.
Snow Villiers- I can't explain or justify why, but after little over nine hours of gameplay, this man is already one of my favorite fictional characters of all time. For starters, he's physically really cool-looking. He's 6'5" (The tallest playable FF character so far, seconded by Barret from FF VII at 6'4") Has shaggy blonde hair held out of his face by a black bandanna, deep, but never cold blue eyes, and a stubble beard that brings out the shape of his chin.
(Good god... I do sound like a fanfic writer. I sorta hate myself right now.)
Anyways, the thing that really draws me in about Snow is his devotion, and amazing (bordering on stupid) to his own sense of "rightness".
In this universe, if you are marked to become a l'cie, you have two options- fulfill your "focus" (which often involves trying to destroy things, or hurt innocent people) which will earn you eternal life in the form of a crystal, or do not do your focus, and become a cie'th, a mindless zombie, an expendable soldier. When Serah, his lover, is marked as a l'cie, he not only promises that he'll do everything he can to help her fulfill her focus, but he proposes to her in a gesture of devotion.
Serah's last words are "Save Cocoon" to Snow, and her older sister "Lightning" before she becomes a crystal, dead to the world, but alive in the strictest sense of the word. I won't say too much more, but Snow becomes hell-bent on finding a way to bring her back so they can be together, and the lengths he goes to are kinda touching. He literally fights off dozens of police and challenges a god just to keep his fiance safe. Impressive by the standards of any romantic.
Anyways, I'm sure I'll learn more about Snow as the game goes on, but for now, I love him how he as, and I look forward to finding out more about him.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Pressual/Tension
SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX love SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Worry worry
An important fact to know about me is this: I am a chronic worrier. I let little things get under my skin, and drive me crazy. For me, not knowing is one of the most agonizing things in the planet. I can seriously bode with a car crash or a death in the family, but as soon as I'm helpless without knowledge I panic in the worst ways.
The only upside to pessimism is that it is rarely as bad as reality... those rarities are the worst though.
The only upside to pessimism is that it is rarely as bad as reality... those rarities are the worst though.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
FFXIII
Today could be summed up with many words, but the two I'm going to use are Final Fantasy (XIII to be specific).
First day of the game, I've logged about three hours, and am starting to get a glimpse of the story. Interesting characters, (mostly) really cool setting, (Midgar, in all honesty), and a unique plotline, that is well-supported by very appropriate voice acting, and some kick-ass animation. (Seriously, it's probably the nicest-looking game I've ever seen, tied with MGS4.)
I'd talk about the plot, and the characters in more depth, but I'd feel bad about spoilers, and also I'm not far in enough to give that much information.
So far though, nothing too crazy about the game (besides the cut-scenes... wow. Those are gorgeous.), but I will make occasional updates as I play through it. Share my opinions, all that. Actually, I would write about the characters were I not exhausted.
That is all for now! I'll do a not-awful post tomorrow.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Lies
About eight weeks ago (was it really only that long? It seems like a year, at least) I was told a lie.
The intentions of this lie were good, and I'm not upset at the liar in any way. Maybe to her, these words were truth. She was trying to help me in sharing a piece of her truth with me. I guess it just goes to show that the truth is just the eye of the beholder.
The first week will be the worst. After that, you'll hardly hurt at all. Waiting will be easy.
The intentions of this lie were good, and I'm not upset at the liar in any way. Maybe to her, these words were truth. She was trying to help me in sharing a piece of her truth with me. I guess it just goes to show that the truth is just the eye of the beholder.
The first week will be the worst. After that, you'll hardly hurt at all. Waiting will be easy.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
My Girl
Christopher says: (2:25:01 AM)
But Lily, I've got a secret for you.
Lily says: (2:25:48 AM)
And what is that?
Christopher says: (2:25:58 AM)
You'll always be my girl
But Lily, I've got a secret for you.
Lily says: (2:25:48 AM)
And what is that?
Christopher says: (2:25:58 AM)
You'll always be my girl
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Chocolate Bunny
Good God I've got a sweet tooth right about now.
I swear, having a driver's license is the best thing ever. I'm gonna drive into town and buy about ten of these guys and eat them until I feel like dying.
Future Occupations
Psychiatrist- Over a decade of schooling/ learning required, however, many of the abilities and skills picked up in this field are extremely applicable to other aspects of life, and psychiatrists are very handsomely paid. People value their sanity.
Market Analyst- We can all agree on the fact that people are dumb. They act in irrational ways, and make odd decisions. This is what a market analyst is for. Paying attention to trends, conducting surveys, and otherwise figuring out what works for large corporations to make their products and services appealing and accessible to the masses.
Freelance Writer- One of the laziest jobs imaginable, you can spend a week in bead as long as you can get several paragraphs written towards whatever project you're working on. The downside here is the reality that it's nearly impossible to hold this as your only occupation and live comfortably.
Alchemist- Converting mercury or lead to gold is and extremely fast and effective get rich-quick scheme. The other major perk to being an alchemist is being able to charge extremely high prices for medicines and remedies (apothecary and alchemy go very hand-in-hand.) Even more incentive for this career is the Philosopher's Stone. If one can figure out the means to create this, it is the means to immortality, which is amazing by any standards.
Musician- Risky at best. There are a couple fantastic benefits though. First, is the joy of creation. It's simple really. You make something, and if enough people like it strongly enough, then you get rich off of it. There's the traveling too. If people like you enough, they want to see you, so you go to them and they love it. The worst part of the occupation though, (besides the fact that skill has nothing to do with success. It all boils down to luck) is the difficulty of staying true to yourself with so many influences coming at you from everywhere.
I can't decide what to do with my life. :P Any thoughts?
Market Analyst- We can all agree on the fact that people are dumb. They act in irrational ways, and make odd decisions. This is what a market analyst is for. Paying attention to trends, conducting surveys, and otherwise figuring out what works for large corporations to make their products and services appealing and accessible to the masses.
Freelance Writer- One of the laziest jobs imaginable, you can spend a week in bead as long as you can get several paragraphs written towards whatever project you're working on. The downside here is the reality that it's nearly impossible to hold this as your only occupation and live comfortably.
Alchemist- Converting mercury or lead to gold is and extremely fast and effective get rich-quick scheme. The other major perk to being an alchemist is being able to charge extremely high prices for medicines and remedies (apothecary and alchemy go very hand-in-hand.) Even more incentive for this career is the Philosopher's Stone. If one can figure out the means to create this, it is the means to immortality, which is amazing by any standards.
Musician- Risky at best. There are a couple fantastic benefits though. First, is the joy of creation. It's simple really. You make something, and if enough people like it strongly enough, then you get rich off of it. There's the traveling too. If people like you enough, they want to see you, so you go to them and they love it. The worst part of the occupation though, (besides the fact that skill has nothing to do with success. It all boils down to luck) is the difficulty of staying true to yourself with so many influences coming at you from everywhere.
I can't decide what to do with my life. :P Any thoughts?
Friday, April 2, 2010
Lazy writing
April is national music month in Canada. Were it not for my dream, I would have mentioned this earlier, but whatever. Doesn't matter, right?
Something I have a really odd soft spot for: Writers using "words" like la la, doo doo, or otherwise words that aren't really words to carry a melody. I love how just adorably lazy it is, despite how catchy it can instantly make anything.
Case & point, my current favorite song, "We've got your Back" - Los Campesinos! (Romance is Boring*)
*I feel like I should note this- The URL for this blog was named after that album before it was released. I just really liked the title, and upon thinking of it, I felt slightly guilty for not giving credit.
Guilt fixed.
Something I have a really odd soft spot for: Writers using "words" like la la, doo doo, or otherwise words that aren't really words to carry a melody. I love how just adorably lazy it is, despite how catchy it can instantly make anything.
Case & point, my current favorite song, "We've got your Back" - Los Campesinos! (Romance is Boring*)
*I feel like I should note this- The URL for this blog was named after that album before it was released. I just really liked the title, and upon thinking of it, I felt slightly guilty for not giving credit.
Guilt fixed.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Life Note
I had the queerest dream last night-
The basic premise was this: In their sleep, every single person on the planet earth was given a small, strip of paper with simple directions on the back.
"Write the name of one person on this. If this person's name is written they will live. If nobody on the earth writes a name, that person will die. For every extra time your name is written, you receive an extra ten years of life. If you write your own name, the penalty is automatic death. They will be received in one week."
These directions were understandable in all languages, and after a couple dozen deaths from people writing down their own names, nobody questioned the legitimacy of the notes. As it happened, people went to ridiculous lengths to get their names written. Businessmen were paying millions to get their hated names written down just once, and many of them did. Pastors of churches lied to their congregations to get decades upon added on to lives that should have been ending. As for my family, we decided to save each other. My father wrote down my mother, and vice versa. My young brother and sister chose to save each other. As for my brother and I though, we wrote down the names of two Mexican sisters, making sure that those two would be saved no matter what happened. As it turns out, they returned the favor. The lives of my family were all safe.
For a week, this was the only topic of conversation in the entire world- who's names were written? Youth my age from fragmented families were going to desperate measures to save their own lives- threatening death, taking valuables, or worst of all, holding others paper hostage. Throughout this time, I knew I was safe, and my paper was used up. I was little more than an observer of what was happening.
Finally, one week passed, and the results were shown. Approximately one-quarter of the Earth's population perished. Several people I knew were killed, but fortunately, nobody I was very close to. Somehow, I was lucky. I got an extra ten years from my mother. Of all the lives on the planet, she chose mine... her baby to make sure was safe from harm.
Some other things happened too, but honestly I can't really recall. It's amazing what the mind can idly conjure up, isn't it?
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