I have a secret

I am a robot.

Yes. That is not fake. You must be thinking that i am too human to be a robot. That is not true. That is what happens when people trusts the media too much. In actuality the news reports... news... that need to go through procedures before they get published. And before a new technology gets to the news it must get researched as well. In 2006, the news published several robots that are already very capable.







Now imagine what happens 3 years later. And note that being exposed in 2006 means that it was researched before that. It is not surprising that technology allowing robots to live inside modern society already exists.

There is absolutely no way to tell that i am a robot until you do a surgery on me. My skin is made of silicone skin that makes it seems like real human flesh, and sensors are all over my body to so that i react to things. If you cut me i'll scream and red liquid will flow out to stimulate real blood(because my creators are sick bastards who want to completely create a robot human replica). Sometimes they do malfunction though, which also explains why i sometimes react slower to things. The technology is developed, but it is not yet perfect. If you notice Jules above, he reacts slow to things as well. He requires time to think like a human.

Why i failed physical fitness tests:
The technology isn't perfect, like i said. I am not able to do things physically as well as the average human yet.
My creators are focusing more on the mental aspects of the humans to develop before going on to the physical aspects. Which means, my emotions, reactions and such.

But... I never see your expression change!
Guess my creators didn't make the motions at my face too well. The emotions are still there though, which means its quite a success already. I also do feel pain though, but its kind of slow so only pain that lasts for some time will affect me.

Come to think of it, i seldom see you at lunch
I'm a robot... What do you expect? I sometimes still do eat though. To make people believe i am a human i need to eat at least some time. The truth is theres a space somewhere inside my body. I hate eating though, the stuff churns in my body and its a mess to clean after i chew. The stuff i need to dig out literally looks like shit.

So you don't need to sleep?
I do. Even computers can't keep running all the time. They will overheat and explode. Its the same thing. But as the system gets older and older it is more prone to viruses. And remember that more information will get loaded as well. Because of these information, my system will start to slow down as well, explaining why i am getting slower and slower everyday.

What can you do? And what can't you do?
I can't do many things... but i can complete many basic human functions that is able to fool people that i meet everyday. I can get sick as well, but its due to a different kind of virus than those that resides in human bodies.    I can't reproduce though, its still developing, or maybe they don't have such ideas yet. But just look at Jules above. Its learning to reproduce... even though it can't.

Oh. Are there other robots like you? Living with humans?
Sure, there are. I overheard my creators talking about some other robot. I don't know how many there are and who they are though. But the problem is... my creators are working on a new robot and is completely disregarding me now. They don't have the time and money to waste on replacing my parts. As new robots are created the old robots are often recycled for material and the such. I know that i am soon dying(so to speak)... which will happen when the other robot gets completed.

Wait a minute... Whats the motive of your creators?
I have no idea. Maybe to secretly fill in the world with robots, and one day take over it while nobody realizes. Oh, if this was their motive then maybe my answer to not being able to reproduce may be false.
Like tomorrow suddenly you realize 60% of your friends are robots... and then...

SHIT! This is a big scoop! Who are your creators?!
I don't know their name. I simply refer to them as ''Prof''. Which means to say that everybody that i know the name of isn't my creator. Thats the only clue i can give. If i see their faces or hear their voices, i can identify them for you though.

And whats YOUR motive!!
Nothing. I know i am dying(so to speak) and am simply leaving some sort of evidence for somebody to acknowledge my existence as a robot.


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Note: The above is all fake... Reading it again it might sound like a suicide note disguised in a ''What if i am a robot?'' blog post, but its not... Its just a brain poop.

Long time never post

And i talk about sex today. Today's post(after a very long time) is my feelings upon reading this article, a step by step illustration. Coloured in red.

Grandmother and grandson to have child togethe

HOLY SHT! Am i thinking what their thinking?


A 72-year-old grandmother is to have a child with her grandson.

By Roya Nikkhah
Published: 9:30AM BST 01 May 2010[/B]

Pearl Carter and Phil Bailey Photo: New Idea magazine

Okay, maybe i read wrongly somewhere. This is a picture of a loving grandson and his grandmother. They are a happy,normal family. I stress again to my brain that may have any sort of incest related thoughts corrupted by the internet that they are a NORMAL FAMILY.


Pearl Carter and Phil Bailey, 26, have paid a surrogate mother £20,000 to have Mr Bailey’s child, which the couple plan to bring up together.

Brain starts to collapse after seeing the word couple, confirming early suspicions.


Mrs Carter, from Indiana, met Mr Bailey four years ago after he tracked her down following the death of his mother, Lynette.

Mrs Carter fell pregnant with Lynette at 18, out of wedlock, and claims that she was forced to give her child up for adoption by her strict Catholic parents.

She went on to marry, but never had any more children.

The couple, who claim to be abused in public and could face prison for incest, say that they fell in love and became lovers soon after meeting.

F***!

In an interview with the New Zealand magazine, New Idea, Mrs Carter, said: “I’m not interested in anyone else’s opinion.

"I am in love with Phil and he’s in love with me. Soon I’ll be holding my son or daughter in my arms and Phil will be the proud dad.”

Mr Bailey said: “I love Pearl with all my heart. I’ve always been attracted to older women and I think Pearl is gorgeous. Now I’m going to be a dad and I can’t wait.

“Yes, we get laughed at and bullied when we go out and kiss in public but we don’t care. You can’t help who you fall for.”

Mrs Carter said that she searched for her lost daughter for many years, finally giving up hope 15 years ago. After Mr Bailey’s mother died from cancer, he decided to find his grandmother, finally tracking down her address and writing to her.

Mrs Carter, who was then single, said: “I was stunned to get his letter. My heart jumped that I’d be re-united with a grandson.

"When he emailed me a photo, I thought what a handsome and sexy man he was before pinching myself – he was my grandson. I wrote back immediately and included my phone number.

“From the first moment that I saw him, I knew we would never have a grandmother-grandson relationship. For the first time in years I felt sexually alive.”

Brain starts to poop out intestines as the words ''sexually alive'' is registered into the brain.


Mr Bailey, a carpenter, said that he too felt instant attraction towards his grandmother. He said: “I wanted to kiss her there and then. My feelings were overwhelming.”

After a night out during their first week of dating, Mrs Carter decided that she would no longer hide her feelings from her grandson.

She said: “I called Phil into my bedroom, sat him on the bed, and then I leant over and kissed him. I expected rejection but instead he kissed me back.

“Living with Phil as my life partner has been amazing. He cooks and cleans and we make love three times a week. We can’t keep our hands off each other.’

Brain begins to purify and cleans out everything related to sex. ''Make love'' + Grandmother + Grandson cannot be anything good for the mental health. Now that my brain is purified, make love does not mean anything to me...


A year ago, Mr Bailey announced that he wanted a child. Mrs Carter told him she was also desperate for a baby, but it was one wish that she could not fulfil as she had already gone through menopause.

The couple then decided to use Mrs Carter’s retirement money to find a surrogate mother and buy a donor egg to inseminate with Mr Bailey’s sperm.

They placed an advertisement asking for an open-minded surrogate, and Roxanne Campbell applied.

“Initially I was shocked,” said Miss Campbell, on learning the couple were related. “But they’re a brilliant pair and I saw how much they loved each other. I know the baby will be loved too.”

My purified brain tells me that love is beautiful. Every human should have the right to love anyone and no one has the right to stop them. Yes, the couple will be happy.

The couple sees Miss Campbell, 30, once a month and accompany her for scans.

Mrs Carter said: “I am just so happy. I am finally going to be a mum and not forced to give up my child.

“Phil’s going to be a great dad. I never in a million years thought at 72 I’d be 'pregnant' and in love with my grandson. I make no apologies and I believe God’s given me a second chance."

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/7662232/Grandmother-and-grandson-to-have-child-together.html

Phew... *looks at the picture again*. Yes, this is the beautiful love story of a grandson who loves his grandmother. It is a beautifu....... f........  theres no way this could be right... OTL

Naruto 489


                                    Espada  Resurrection... no wait what? Should have edited the text below...

Conspiracy in the exam hall

It's the big day. It's the . You enter the exam hall boasting with confidence, having never studied as hard before. Inside your mind, you know the exam is going to be a piece of cake. 


This is your exam. Don't worry. The fur aren't real. Its chocolate chips. 

Yeah, the hard part about the exam is the chocolate chips part. It's about having to sit in that chair and table enduring 2 to 3 hours. But the question is going to be easy. As easy as cake. You wished your friends and classmates(notice the and, they are probably different) good luck...

Dammit! I knew ''good luck'' had another meaning!

...And sat down. You sit down, and see that its 1 minute before the cake gets delivered. You then called the pizza to deliver 2 sets to your home while you enjoy the air-con and television. Since, why not?

No wait, we were talking about exams. 


By the way, i want to eat this.

Back to the exam, you sit down and wait for the cake to deliver. The invigilator goes to you and...

GIVES YOU A GIANT COCKROACH!

Alright just fooling with you. Thats a cake. Probably. I searched cake on Google images. 

You were given the paper. The invigilator looks at the time, asks the hall to check the paper. Okay, no problems. All is good. One answer sheet, one question booklet. No printing errors, brain is clear. Not feeling hungry, not going for the toilet for any moment. The invigilator gives the signal to start! Time to dissect and eat the cake!!


NOO!! I DON'T WANNA EAT THIS!! SPARE ME...

See, i told you its a cake. 

Flip! The exam is easy! You have more trouble catching Pokemon than solving these!


You look to your left and right. HAH! People looked troubled. You're going to end up the top of your class...  


''Hmm... The catch rate of Moltres is about...''


Whoops. You quickly turn back to your paper. You don't want to be accused of cheating just because your looking left and right.

...

After that arduous 2 to 3 hours, you feel satisfied. Your friends and classmates were discussing... And you knew all the answers. Even the teacher joined in the conversation and confirmed your answers were all correct. You can proudly say to everyone that you aced the exams...
-----------------

The results were back. And you opened the result slip... WHAT! YOU FAILED!



Impossible! The question paper had all your workings, and they were all correct. There must be a mistake! You phoned the markers. You complained. Requested to see the marked paper. Miraculously, they allowed you to see your answers...

DUN DUN DUN!! WHY HAVE YOU FAILED? 

You answered the solution for question 1 on the rough paper page, Q2 on Q1, Q 3 on Q2.... etc etc...












Wikinut

Very short post. Just wanna say that my I transferred some of my blog articles to Wikinut. Visit it here:

http://www.wikinut.com/blending/t3a_st10/1aiq3ts9/

Why did i do that? Just testing out how much money i can earn using it. If a lot of people view that page, i can earn a lot of money. If you looking to earning through your random articles then here it is... http://www.wikinut.com/in/sqqi/  

Haiz

Maybe because i don't sleep enough. Maybe because i matured. Maybe because i'm bored... I started to feel emotionless towards anything this eyes and body encounters. Strangely, this emotionless feeling is present even when i show any emotion on the face. How to say this... The feeling is just like that of just watching another person. I feel like i'm living in the wrong body. Every time i look at the mirror, i suspect if i am even looking at my own face. 


Even when i'm thinking to myself, i feel like a different person in my mind. But come to think of it, how am i to know if this is a sort of dissociative identity disorder? And of course, being the person i am, i searched the internet. and HOLY CRAP! Look at this and this! Look under symptoms of dissociative identity disorder. And the 2nd link ... if your lazy to click here it is:


Depersonalization (or depersonalisation) is a malfunction or anomaly of the mechanism by which an individual has self-awareness. It is a feeling of watching oneself act, while having no control over a situation.Sufferers feel they have changed, and the world has become less real, vague, dreamlike, or lacking in significance. It can be a disturbing experience, since many feel that, indeed, they are living in a "dream".


I am pretty scary... Being able to predict my own sickness before it gets worse...  Let's take another highlight to symptoms of dissociative identity disorder.



  • Multiple mannerisms, attitudes and beliefs that are not similar to each other
This, i feel this all the time. This i suspect is the exact reason why i failed my GP. I think one idea and the next idea contradicts the 1st.

I feel this time to time. But its not unexplainable. I need more sleep...

  • distortion or loss of subjective time
This scary shit is happening to me this year. No, rather it happened since school started when i'm dunno how many years old. It worsened last year. And this year is worse than last. Whenever i reach home from school and slack around... i then look at the clock and realize its 11pm already. 


Look at the 1st paragraph of this blog post



  • derealization
  • Derealization (DR) is an alteration in the perception or experience of the external world so that it seems strange or unreal. Other symptoms include feeling as though one's environment is lacking in spontaneity, emotional colouring and depth.
Yep, exactly what i'm feeling. Look at the 1st paragraph again.

It's pretty severe. No matter how many times i look at my organic chemistry notes, i always seem to forget them. You can tell me something 5 seconds before and i will forget it. This forgetfulness is also part of the cause that this blog hasn't received much posts this year. I forget my inspirations.

  • lack of intimacy and personal connections

  • auditory hallucinations of the personalities inside their mind
Remember how i said about whenever i'm thinking to myself, how would i know its not a split personality? What if it is? Then congratulations to my other personality who never talks to me. You have dissociative identity disorder and so have i.

Conclusion: It's confirmed. I have dissociative identity disorder.


A normal day at school...

It was, a normal day at school. You did the normal stuff you did at school, chatting with friends about stupid useless stuff, slept through lessons (or faking that you were paying attention), etc etc. Then at lunch time, you saw a person who caught your attention at the canteen. That person brought a lunch box.

Google search for lunch box. This is a lunch box?

Not that its very unusual. Lunch boxes just aren't that common... But you looked on anyway. Then the person opened the lunch box and... Took out a carrot. Raw carrot. At this time you were like ''?!''


Illustrated: Your face.

You thought: What in bugs bunny does a person bring out a carrot for?? But then thought again. Maybe this person really likes carrot. The school canteen doesn't sell those. So he brought one. You weren't entirely wrong. That person did ate some carrot. But more accurately, he...


Your face was like @_@ O_O o_O  ಠ_ಠ

ಠ_ಠ

But it hasn't ended... The person took the rest of the carrot and ate it. Next, he took out... a... big broccoli?!


This is not a broccoli... probably... ... i... i hope.......

You thought... Maybe the carrot thing wasn't that awesome. That person DID cheated by using parts that were not carrots. What do you know, that person now uses a knife... and... 

Baffling! 

That person then eats the rest of the broccoli. But you know that any meal is not complete without meat!! Meal and Meat only has 1 letter difference!! In writing its just a few mm or 1 strike difference!! You intensely waited for it... He took out an egg. You know the rest...


And i thought that being professional on the recorder is imba...