I decided to create (or revamp) my blog after reading Avery’s blog posts. His random posts and lack of a proper background for his blog has totally inspired me to create this blog. Of course, my blog’s url is totally original (please do not look at Avery’s blog’s url). Now that the meaningless introduction is done with, it is time to move on to the more important part of the post: the actual website that displays in chronological order the postings by one or more individuals and usually has links to comments on specific postings.
Since this is supposed to be a diary about my life, lets start with the day I was born.
DAY 3650 (which is actually 365days x 10, or in standard form, 3.65 x 10³days):
It is my tenth birthday (ignore the contradictions). The old man Professor Oak gave me a tongue lashing for venturing into the tall grass. He was attacked by a pikachu soon after (hah! serves him right). Fortunately, he managed to detain the wild pikachu by throwing a single ball at it. I was amazed at his skills of being able to detain aggressive yellow mice by throwing balls at it despite his old age.
Anyway, he then brought me to his lab because he felt it was ‘unsafe’ (the chronic disease of fragility that comes from old age must be getting to him). After a long and boring conversation with Gary and old man Oak, the professor actually gave me the Pikachu that just attacked him (I think we are going to be really good friends ;]). Gary being a jealous brat then suddenly started shouting at his granddad. ‘Hey Oak dude, what about me?’. blah blah blah…
After Gary and the professor had their share of each other’s fists (which is unrelated to my virtual life by the way), Gary then waged a Pokemon battle with me. (this is how our love for each other as rivals resulted in war, with reference to my blog url)
He then sent out a mammalian creature with brown fur to battle my electric mouse. The professor then started playing the ‘battle music‘ all of a sudden. Anyway, Gary was being an idiot and ordering his Eevee to use tail whip. I started laughing at his pathetic battle plan. I mean, how can making his Eevee wag its tail actually do my Pikachu damage? My pikachu obviously swept the floor with its thundershock against the eevee’s inferior tail whip. My Pikachu then gained experience and achieved a level up.
This became a turning point in my life. I then pressed start and hit the save button of my life. The colours of the pokemon world then began to fade away into darkness.
(In case Gary is reading this, I am not refering to you in any way)
Has anyone ever wondered why there isn’t any real animals in the Pokemon world? I wonder what the people there eat… Pokemon delicacies don’t really look very appetising. Speaking of delicacies, news of Michael Jackson‘s death is dying down. There goes the last of his fame. However, there is some good that came out of this. His family is probably earning a lot of money out of his death now. Come to think of it, his family is actually really lucky, they do not have to pay for putting his name on the obituary. Anyway, Michael Jackson is a great person although he may be a pedophile, a grey (white+black) and have appearred countless times on Scary Movie. He actually donates to charity and stuff, and he managed to love kids while preventing war.
Wow, this blog thing really kills time. Sure helps a lot with a physics paper coming up tomorrow. I think it is time to do something resourceful now… I’ll go start advertising my blog.