Life Can Turn in an Instant

Oh shit… Not again.
So here’s a brief overview of what my girlfriend and I have been through recently. My girlfriend, Mira, and I were at the movie theater or cinema or whatever you wish to call it; we were on a rather cheap date, and on the way out of the theater an old man grabbed one of Mira’s breasts. I was so outraged that I punched him before Mira could even yell, “Rape!” (or anything to that effect). Apparently, the theater we went to doesn’t tolerate that sort of behavior, so we were thrown out. Well, actually, only I was thrown out. Oh, and I forgot to mention, they called the police.
Oh, and to add to the fun, when the police went to check my criminal record, they found some things which I thought I’d hidden… Anyways, they nearly arrested me. In case you’re wondering how I know all this… I had to pin the cop who almost caught me and force the information out of ‘im. Sadly, Mira refused to take my advice and go home, so she’s now wanted for assisting a fugitive. Oh, and you’re also probably wondering my age. I’m too paranoid to tell you that. I can assure you that I’m innocent though. The things on my criminal record are all set-up…

So. Nobody cares.

Given that nobody really reads this, I’m just going to start saying whatever I want. I guess that’s what a blog really should be. Rather then blend this post with a story, I’m going to make another post with some random story. We’ll see what happens from there.

A Quicky

So, this is a very short story.
I put my computer to sleep, left, and when I came back to wake it up, everything was running slowly. It probably wasn't a coincidence that my CPU Usage was at 100%. In an attempt to speed it up, I opened Task Manger (to kill some useless processes/applications), and this was what I saw for the title:
Task Manager (Not Responding)
This was what I was thinking:
FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
And that's your quick story.

Is this really it?

What if the world we think we know isn't at all how we perceive it? Color blind people could be the ones who see the world the way it actually was meant to appear. Or humans could simply be incapable of seeing the true beauty/horror of the universe. To understand what I'm saying, I can give you a small-scale example. When you read this text on a monitor or display, you're really looking at a bunch of lights. Let's say your resolution is 1600x900 like mine. Follow these steps:

1.) Find the product or your display/monitor width and height.
For me that's 1,440,000.
2.) Multiply it by 3.
For me that's 4,320,000.

That's the number of lights in your display/monitor if it's not HD.

Why?
Because each pixel in a standard quality display/monitor is composed of 3 colors (red, green, and blue).
These colors are the primary colors of light.

How can pixels be black, white, and stuff like that then?
You see the pixels as single colors unless you look closely because of optical color mixing. So to get a white pixel the red, green, and blue lights are all fully lit. Black pixels are red, green, and blue lights at their dimmest.

So you see, (no pun intended) you aren't even seeing this how it truly appears.

I hope you learned something today.

F!GHT

"You broke my nose you son of a bitch," I yelled punching Alex in the groin. "You asked for it," he retorted whilst swinging his fist towards my face for another blow. I ducked at the last half-second and clubbed him behind the kneecap so he'd lose his balance and fall. As soon as he was on the ground I sat on his back to pin him, and grabbed his head with both of my hands. I began repeatedly slamming his head onto the cold cement. After about 6 hits he managed to roll out from underneath me, and kicked me in the back. He tried to sit on me, but unlike him I was quick to regain my feet, I kicked him in the ankle and he toppled to the ground once more. I could tell he was expecting me to pin him, but pretended not to notice. I began to sit on him quickly, but right before I touched him I jumped to my left. He kicked the air where I'd been only moments before. I took a few steps, then proceeded to perform a round-house kick. He fell to the ground, covered in blood, and I heard the words I'd been waiting for... "Level up!"

School appropriate is teh fail

I whirled around to face him.

"What the Hell did you just say?"
"I said you've got a nice ass," he said honestly.

I sighed as I tried to think of a way to get some sense into the boy. I decided I'd just have to wing it... Again. "Do you honestly think you have to tell me I have a nice ass every time I walk by you," I asked rhetorically. As one with his nature would, he answered, "Yeah." This wasn't going well. "Well would you still comment on my ass if assured you that I know I have a nice ass? Or... No, I bet you'd comment on my boobs then?"

"Probably."