(Sorry for the delay, guys. I hope the next installment won't take quite as long. I'm not sure if it will be flabaloobalah or me posting. Hope you guys enjoy!)
I woke with a start at the deafening sound of my alarm clock screaming in my ear like a possessed bee. I squinted and checked the time--5:30--and rubbed my eyes. Why was it so early? Then I remembered: I had to work on my school project. I groaned and reluctantly threw myself out of my super-warm, super-comfy bed into the cold, pitch-blackness of my bedroom. Drunk with sleepiness, I stumbled over to my desk and fell into the chair. I pressed my thumb to the computer scanner.
"Jem 015603," I said. I listened to the mechanical beeps and buzzes, sounds of the computer analyzing my name, voice, and thumbprint. Suddenly, there was a loud ding! and the computed screen glowed to life.
"Welcome back, Jem," said the familiar mechanical voice.
I yawned. "Hello, Computer." I hadn't decided on a name for it yet, so i just called it Computer.
"Someone's sleepy today," Computer said.
"Yeah, I guess so."
If computers can chuckle, I'm guessing mine just did. "What would you like me to search for you?" It asked.
It took my exhausted brain a moment to remember what i needed to search for. I recalled the topic of my project: it was about those mythical creatures, humans. According to the assignment, I had to explain the differences and similarities between a human and myself. If you asked me, I thought the project was pretty stupid. I mean, why did we need to learn about something that never even existed, let alone compare myself to it? I sighed. I guess I'd better get started.
"Computer, look up, um, the anatomy of humans for me." Anatomy. Now there was something i was interestedd in. In anatomy, everything made perfect sense. It was all there in flesh and blood. Nothing fake about it. Myths and legends, those were a different story. I loathed the things. Why on earth would we need to know about things that aren't real? What good would it do us in our lives? I grimaced just thinking about it.
The computer screen lit up, and an image filled the screen. It was a diagram of a human. I studied it for a few moments memorizing all the body parts. Boy, was it weird. According to the image, humans had five fingers and toes on each hand and foot instead of six. I studied my own fingers, all twelve fingernails painted a pretty shade of pink. How could anyone possibly have one less finger on each hand? It was just plain ridiculous.
Get this: a human's brain was half the size of one of ours! Even more astonishing was the fact that they only used about ten percent of their brains. They couldn't even move objects with their minds. How stupid was that?
Speaking of moving objects with minds, my notebook was on the shelf all the way across the room. I really didn't want to get up, so I beckoned the notebook to come forward. It floated across the room, and i plucked it out of the air. Then I grabbed a pen off the desk and took some notes. I found out that humans' arms and legs were much shorter than ours. Also, their bodies were much weaker, so they only had a life span of about 80 years, instead of the average life span of 200 years. That was probably the dumbest thing I'd ever heard.
After I was done with my anatomy notes, I told my computer to look up the legend of humans. Let's get this over with, I thought. A single legend appeared on the screen. It was extremely short. That 's it?, I thought to myself. It was barely even a paragraph. Whatever, all I needed to do was finish the stupid project and I'd never have to deal with the idea of humans ever again. Or so I thought.
I woke with a start at the deafening sound of my alarm clock screaming in my ear like a possessed bee. I squinted and checked the time--5:30--and rubbed my eyes. Why was it so early? Then I remembered: I had to work on my school project. I groaned and reluctantly threw myself out of my super-warm, super-comfy bed into the cold, pitch-blackness of my bedroom. Drunk with sleepiness, I stumbled over to my desk and fell into the chair. I pressed my thumb to the computer scanner.
"Jem 015603," I said. I listened to the mechanical beeps and buzzes, sounds of the computer analyzing my name, voice, and thumbprint. Suddenly, there was a loud ding! and the computed screen glowed to life.
"Welcome back, Jem," said the familiar mechanical voice.
I yawned. "Hello, Computer." I hadn't decided on a name for it yet, so i just called it Computer.
"Someone's sleepy today," Computer said.
"Yeah, I guess so."
If computers can chuckle, I'm guessing mine just did. "What would you like me to search for you?" It asked.
It took my exhausted brain a moment to remember what i needed to search for. I recalled the topic of my project: it was about those mythical creatures, humans. According to the assignment, I had to explain the differences and similarities between a human and myself. If you asked me, I thought the project was pretty stupid. I mean, why did we need to learn about something that never even existed, let alone compare myself to it? I sighed. I guess I'd better get started.
"Computer, look up, um, the anatomy of humans for me." Anatomy. Now there was something i was interestedd in. In anatomy, everything made perfect sense. It was all there in flesh and blood. Nothing fake about it. Myths and legends, those were a different story. I loathed the things. Why on earth would we need to know about things that aren't real? What good would it do us in our lives? I grimaced just thinking about it.
The computer screen lit up, and an image filled the screen. It was a diagram of a human. I studied it for a few moments memorizing all the body parts. Boy, was it weird. According to the image, humans had five fingers and toes on each hand and foot instead of six. I studied my own fingers, all twelve fingernails painted a pretty shade of pink. How could anyone possibly have one less finger on each hand? It was just plain ridiculous.
Get this: a human's brain was half the size of one of ours! Even more astonishing was the fact that they only used about ten percent of their brains. They couldn't even move objects with their minds. How stupid was that?
Speaking of moving objects with minds, my notebook was on the shelf all the way across the room. I really didn't want to get up, so I beckoned the notebook to come forward. It floated across the room, and i plucked it out of the air. Then I grabbed a pen off the desk and took some notes. I found out that humans' arms and legs were much shorter than ours. Also, their bodies were much weaker, so they only had a life span of about 80 years, instead of the average life span of 200 years. That was probably the dumbest thing I'd ever heard.
After I was done with my anatomy notes, I told my computer to look up the legend of humans. Let's get this over with, I thought. A single legend appeared on the screen. It was extremely short. That 's it?, I thought to myself. It was barely even a paragraph. Whatever, all I needed to do was finish the stupid project and I'd never have to deal with the idea of humans ever again. Or so I thought.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My heart beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my day perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The next moment
Or maybe never
You may move on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the question remains
Should I move on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to move on
But my heart stays persistent
That you'll one day turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My heart beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my day perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The next moment
Or maybe never
You may move on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the question remains
Should I move on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to move on
But my heart stays persistent
That you'll one day turn unto me