What is life?

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Sometimes I imagine if a dog ever bite me and I still have the strength and not suffering from severe injury, I will want to try to bite the dog back. I will bite his paw or ears. hmmm. Although I wont stand much chance if it is an American pit bull.

Sometimes I imagine if a parrot ever peck me, I will like to try breaking their wings and throw them hard onto the floor. But then I think my palm might already be slit into half due to their sharp peck.

Sometimes I imagine if I am ever taken hostage by a robber and he had a gun pointed to my head. Would I be screaming? Would I be crying for him to spare my life? Would the police able to save my life?

Sometimes I imagine if I ever so unlucky to run into a tiger who escaped from zoo. Would I stand a chance to live? Or bleed to death.

Sometimes I imagine how interesting if a person's mood can be seen through the different color of eyes. Like if the person is angry, his eyes will be red. If normal, blue. If sad, yellow.

Sometimes I imagine how good and fun will life be, if some people are born with supernatural power.

Sometimes I imagine will I ever get a chance to be a millionaire?

I hate wednesday faci.


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