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Saturday, 24 May 2008


Im very impressed but to a greater extent fascinated at the way an individual can manage to yak away in the presence of her almost true friend - her telephone, and pretend to not hear any sound uttered by the other individual at the other end of the line.

You see, a phone WAS designed in way that it functions for both receiving and allowing the transmission of sound/noise/radio wave. I believe that it is only called a TELEPHONE when both sides of its functions work. However, my belief was prove to the contrary.

My possibly greatest friend of all time has proven me wrong. For nearly half-an-hour, her telephone managed to function without the receipting part. It was both a miracle and a shock that she didnt thought that there was someone over at the other end of the line looking at the way she yak non-stop about her life of ever-recycling problems* and that I could keep my mouth shut for so long without telling her to shut up.

Im sorry but it is annoying to a great extent when i have to hear the same old things every time that individual and i have a conversation, not that im not listening to almost replications everyday of my life and events that have no signicant difference being that they all seem to be on a tape that plays on loop and im betting that some of you, if any reads this and finds it 'surprisingly' similar that you have come across, no dont worry, you are not experiencing a bad case of dejavu, no, its just me ranting away at how annoyed i am and how used i felt towards being used for the purpose of her monologues which never seem to end. Im sorry if that individual im referring to reads this and starts crying-s, for im merely stating truths.

It is also illogical that she only uses the end portion of that device which WAS supposedly invented for the purpose of communication. COMMUNICATION being that two parties INTERact, not SOLOact. If the function of a telephone is for the purpose of 'soloact' - i.e. monologue, to be more specific, HER telephone being for the purpose of monologuing, then may i ask, what is the use of the upper portion of the phone - the part of the phone which transmits the sounds made by the other party to the supposed 'listener', explaining for the purpose of in any case any idiot who has not been in contact with any of this aged old technology?

Notice how many "s"es i have used throughout my discussion about that particular individual? Yes, I thank God and appreciate the existance of the the letter "s" and that poor pathetic individual that this entry was ALMOST written for who made the existance of the letter "s" a gift from heaven basing on the number time that individual made it possible for the letter "s" to be used. And no, let me emphasise again that this entry was not made for her, but for the discussion of everything else except her, i.e. the purpose and the existence of a phone, "s" and a phony friend. Opps, did i just say "phony friend"? Ya, i was meant to do that.




*ever-recycling problems: problems that are TRIVIAL which can be resolved INSTANTLY and as compared to the problems the people in China are facing because of the earthquake SIGNIFICANTLY small that it doesnt stand to even a 0.000000000000001% AND consistently 'popping' and still existing due to the love that that individual has for the presence of it and choose not to address it, and yet has the TIME to complain and yak about them for almost half her life (or an hour EVERYDAY of her life to someone who is willing to listen without strangling her first).

see what i mean by contradicting-s.

17:15 happyy-stopp