Monday, November 30, 2009 @ 7:38 PM
Stupid picture of an advertisement. -_-
I watched the movie 2012 about the first day it started screening. I got to admit that the special effects were wonderful, the sounds were fantastic, the animations looked so real and the casts were perfect! I had even spotted a hot one, too. *wink wink*
BUT THE SCRIPT IS JUST RIDICULOUS! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, CAN YOU? Do you even believe that the world is due to end on the 21st of December, 2012? WE CAN'T CELEBRATE MY SISTER'S 21st BIRTHDAY THEN, BECAUSE HER BIRTHDAY IS ON THE DAY AFTER THE WORLD SO-CALLED ENDS! Stupid, stupid, stupid movie!!!
Some people might say, "Why are you so worked up about this? It's just a movie!" Right. This movie changed many people's lives. It's even scarier than
Done. Now, if - a really big IF here - the world really ends (which I'm positive it will not), I suppose we'll all go to heaven (I suppose) and our mother Earth will be back to its natural beauty. =) But I don't wanna leave the nest so early lah.
What's Y2K? Here.
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Whisk me away
Sunday, November 29, 2009 @ 4:02 AM
Nothing; I knew I couldn't pass.
Unprepared, I went in. And I saw her. The same examiner I had last year, wearing black (again?). She wasn't please with my stammering and lack of vocabulary. My partner was way better than I am, speaking confidently using a wide range of words. Sim lied; he said Ching Ying will end up being quiet.
The stuff I talked about were mostly crap. I wasn't paying full attention at what I'm supposed to say. I saw the examiner's eyebrows were knitted into complicated knots - not good. I'm going to fail, fail, fail.
Nevermind. Time to stress over the written test.
Two down, one more to go.
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Saturday, November 28, 2009 @ 6:10 AM
| Physical Factors |
| Gender : Female - $135,000 |
| Age : 14 - $50,000 |
| Ethnicity : Asian - $130,000 |
| Height : 5'5 - $0 |
| Weight/Body Type : 123 lbs. / Average - $50,000 |
| Hair Color : Black - $5,000 |
| Eye Color : Brown - $1,000 |
| Handed : Right - $5,000 |
| Body Hair : Somewhat Hairy - $15,000 |
| Shoe Size : 6 - $0 |
| Bald : No - $0 |
| 20/20 Eyesight : Yes - $5,000 |
| Bra Cup Size : B - $0 |
| Cavities : 1-2 - $1,000 |
| Athletic Ability : Above Average - $30,000 |
| Attractiveness : Average - $45,000 |
| Mental Factors | + Click to Expand/Collapse |
| IQ : 151 - $207,046 |
| SAT Score : NA - $0 |
| HS GPA : NA - $0 |
| Education : NA - $0 |
| Bilingual : Yes - $0 |
| Lifestyle Factors | + Click to Expand/Collapse |
| Income : NA - $0 |
| Profession : Student - $0 |
| Alcohol : Never - $0 |
| Smoker : No - $15,000 |
| Pot : No - $10,000 |
| Drugs : No - $10,000 |
| Exercise : Occasionally - $10,000 |
| Divorced : No - $0 |
| Committed Felony : No - $15,000 |
| Watch Television : Often - $2,500 |
| Sexuality : Straight - $0 |
| Personality Factors | + Click to Expand/Collapse |
| Style : Average - $15,000 |
| Artistic Ability : Above Average - $45,000 |
| Sense of Humor : Above Average - $45,000 |
| Addictive Personality : Yes - ($15,000) |
| Give to Charity : No - $0 |
| Adult Content : Never - $0 |
| Gamble : Never - $0 |
You are worth exactly $1,603,092.
By the way, my IQ is 151, no kidding. I took the IQ Test.
See?
| IQ Range | Classification |
| 140 and over | Genius or near genius |
| 120-140 | Very superior intelligence |
| 110-120 | Superior intelligence |
| 90-110 | Normal or average intelligence |
| 80-90 | Dullness |
| 70-80 | Borderline deficiency |
| Below 70 | Definite feeble-mindedness |
According to the table above, I'm actually a GENIUS! =D
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5:10 AM
Do you love it?I named it Randomness. =)
Speaking examination tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
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Friday, November 27, 2009 @ 9:46 PM
I'm alive!.
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"No, wait! NO! Let me prepare myself for this!" My voice echoed throughout the whole hospital. I had even felt it wobbling, no kidding. I saw the liquid sprayed out from the syringe, time to face my worst nightmare - the injection. *shivers* It came closer, and closer, and closer to my neck. The needle was plunging into my skin. My tightening grip on my brother's wrist was leaving a red mark. OMN! OUCH!!!!!!!!!!! ("Don't be such a drama queen.") The needle poked into my skin and the liquid slowly entered my blood...
It was double the pain, 'cause you know what? I had to take on two injections. *nods head sadly* All of a sudden, I felt free. Feeling-less, nothing, nil. I felt numb. Ahhh... That's the best feeling in the universe. To let yourself get chopped up into many pieces without feeling anything. Oh, ahem. My brother cringed at his already swollen hand (sorry!) when I loosened my grip. I changed my mind. Time to hold mum's hand. ;]
My stupid sister was laughing(!!!) when she said, "AHAHAHA. This is just a mini-operation but our whole family is here to watch!" Hahaha, very funny. *rolls eyes* First, my dad cleaned my wound. Using a tweezer clamped with cotton, he rubbed my wound squeaky clean like he's scrubbing the floor. *smirks* It went on for some time and I started to relax. "Get me a knife, please." A nurse went scurrying away, finding for a scalpel.
A. Scalpel.
Oh, my neck. Was I about to get sliced opened?!
The nurse came running back instantly with the scalpel. Screw you, nurse! My dad took hold of the four-centimetre scalpel. Four centimetres. Cute, huh? That was just about enough to scare me. The scalpel was slicing, slicing, slicing. Sliced. My infectious lump broke apart immediately (according to my brother) and there was plenty of blood vessels and veins. It's even more gruesome than a horror movie. URGH!!!
Then, I saw my dad took out a tiny scoop (I don't know what's that called) to dig out the pus. DIG OUT. My brother kept me updated by telling me what my dad was doing. He was SCOOPING the pus out like you SCOOP up ice-cream. And he kept showing me the bloody pus. Eww, gross! With every scoop, my siblings cringed. Although I felt numb, seeing them made me feel a tinge of pain surging through my entire body.
The part where I hate the most is when everyone (nurses, doctors - yes, plural form, my family, patients, etc.) crowded around my hospital bed and watched me being dissected. MY SISTER WAS EVEN TAKING A PHOTO OF ME. Okay lah, I begged her to take one shot just to see how big the hole on my neck is. I'm a zoo animal. Great. While she took pictures of me, my dad posed for the camera too, pulling open my skin to reveal more of my flesh and blood. Literally.
Now, there's gauze taped on my wound to prevent more infection. The wound is an inch at length, a centimetre at width and 0.5 centimetres deep. It's sure to leave behind a scar, but I don't really mind. I think it's kinda cool that I have a gauze taped to my neck. Don't ask me 'cause I don't know why. A doctor at the reception said I had a vampire bite. Sounds cool. HAHAHA. Not that I'd really like one, though. *glances around nervously*
I'm a livin' Guinness World Record.
Now, there's gauze taped on my wound to prevent more infection. The wound is an inch at length, a centimetre at width and 0.5 centimetres deep. It's sure to leave behind a scar, but I don't really mind. I think it's kinda cool that I have a gauze taped to my neck. Don't ask me 'cause I don't know why. A doctor at the reception said I had a vampire bite. Sounds cool. HAHAHA. Not that I'd really like one, though. *glances around nervously*
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009 @ 6:22 AM
OMN!
These few days really sucked.
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Monday (the day before yesterday - replacement for piano lessons)
I had totally forgotten that my piano teacher was replacing a lesson on Monday at 10.00 a.m. This is what had happened according to my brother. At 10.00 a.m. on Monday, my teacher was ringing my doorbell non-stop while I was still asleep. Grandpa went to take a look but couldn't recall who's the stranger, so he called my brother. My brother saw the teacher but he thought that was my sister's friend (the teacher looked so young!), so he called my sleeping sister. Being awaken from Dreamland, my sister trotted slowly down the stairs as she rubbed her eyes and glanced outside. At the same time, my maid came out from the kitchen and saw the teacher and said, "Ru Min! Ru Min! Ru Min punya guru, itu!" LOL. So, my sister flew upstairs and shook me awake.
I jumped up instantly and quickly washed my face and gargled my mouth (no time, dirty also no choice *shrugs*) and ran down two steps at a time. My teacher had already prepared everything - opened the piano, took out my piano piece, switched on the standing fan - SIASUI! *hides in a corner* Having bad breath, I mumbled an apology (I doubt she'd even heard it) and started playing. As I played all the wrong keys, I'd suddenly realised that I've not done my theory homework. OMN! What a disaster! I played even worse as I wasn't concentrating and my teacher was getting impatient - she was banging the right keys for me to hear. When it was time for theory lessons, I admitted and she said, "Okay, nevermind," and continued teaching the next chapter.
I'd vowed to never sleep late again.
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Wednesday (today - normal piano lessons)
I never kept my word. I slept late again. == This time, it's double the embarrassment. My brother was shaking me, sprinkling cold water on me and shouting in my ear, telling me that my piano teacher had arrived. "Liar. Get lost, I wanna sleep. Shoo." *mumbles mumbles* "SERIOUS! SHE'S WAITING FOR YOU!!!" *shouts into my ear* I struggled to keep my eyes open and looked at my alarm clock. OMN! Almost 10.00 a.m. (normally, we start at 9.30 a.m.)! WTH! NOT AGAIN!!! I rushed (again) and changed out of my Mashimaro(?) pyjamas and once again, repeated that dirty routine that includes no brushing of teeth. I didn't apologize this time (too shameful for words) and started immediately. Thank God I had already finished my theory homework the night before. Phew. But I still played badly because I wasn't fully awake. Hands were playing, mind was dreaming. -_-
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As stated above, I've used many OMNs. OMN stands for Oh, my neck. But why oh, my neck? You see (or don't see), there's a lump on the right side of my neck. It's enormous, humongous, GIGANTIC!!! And it hurts. I went to see Future Fei Ya(!) - a dermatologist - today. The doctor said it was eczema and uh, I forgot what else he said. My mum bought a whole lot of creams and moisturisers from him which was sooo expensive - but he gave free consultation, so, okay lah, nevermind lah. xD Just now after bathing, the lump bled. My mum used a cotton to squeeze out the abscess, but surprisingly, the lump was empty (except for the blood)! OMN lah! I went downstairs to show my dad and he dropped the - THE - bombshell.
I had to get an operation to remove the lump.
WTH?!! OMN?!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AN OPERATION?!! NONONONONONONONONONO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS WON'T DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANNA GET AN OPERATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Actually, to tell you the truth, I'm not scared of getting an operation. This may sound embarrassing, but I'm afraid of what they give you before you get an operation.
An injection, that is. *faints*
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I just heard my mum shrieked, "MOUSE! MOUSE!" Now, they're finding the little rodent. *sigh* If only I had a cat...
No, I did not just say that.
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Sunday, November 22, 2009 @ 10:56 PM
Ma Chao...
...and Zhao Yun...
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TOGETHER IN ONE SNAPSHOT!
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Saturday, November 21, 2009 @ 11:15 PM
Every time we finish an exercise, the examiner will say, "Good girls." She said that to praise us, reassure us, give us fake confidence, I don't know. Warm-up, floor and split exercises were going strong. I fumbled a bit but otherwise, we were good. The kicks, chasse turns and jete weren't that bad. Then, the exercise we dreaded the most came. CHASSE TURNS WITH ATTITUDE. We I began to inhale and exhale loudly, causing the other three to glare at me. I was too nervous! I was the last in the line and after finishing my attitude, we were called to redo that exercise. Oh, no! Die, die, die.
Her exact words was, "You all are older girls and should be able to do an attitude perfectly." One shake of the head. "Your legs should be bent behind when you land, not beside. Go and do it once more." Another shake of the head. Forcing out a smile (the group before us didn't smile and the examiner deducted marks), we tiptoed back to the corner of the room and started over. The inhaling and exhaling continued.
Next, dance steps were two-by-two. Pink (JQ) and blue (Hui Woon) first, then white (Caryn) and yellow (me). Pink and blue was fine, but white and yellow ain't. When the examiner said we were too fast, she was staring at me. Her pale, blue eyes were cold, freezing the already-frozen me to death. I understood it immediately. It's my fault Caryn had to do the dance steps again. Kill, kill, kill. I was like dancing on ice a dancing ice sculpture. Caryn looked pissed. Sorry, not purposely. *kneels and begs for forgiveness*
After the pirouettes (quite okay), here comes the dance. This is one-by-one. Pink (JQ) goes first. When she started dancing a few beats, the examiner stopped her. We were shocked when we heard the examiner told her to start over. She was one of the best! Doom, doom, doom. While I was silently murmuring to myself, the examiner fixed her frosty stare at us. I could just freeze to death there and then! "Turn around, girls. Look at the wall." Oh, she didn't want us to peek at JQ's steps, in other words, no cheating.
Blue (Hui Woon) was perfect. The examiner had no say about her. Then, White (Caryn)'s turn. I don't know what's going on 'cause I didn't sneak a peek at her. I guess she did well, too. The music stopped, I saw her smile at the examiner. Gosh, it's my turn. Time to face my worst nightmare! I crouched down low (the start of our dance), waiting for the examiner to finish scribbling her comments on our result sheet.
It was on again - the music, I mean. I danced cautiously (not a good thing) but firmly because JQ was asked to start over as the examiner said she lacked of energy in her steps. My heart was pounding in my chest and was about to jump out from my throat. Fail, fail, fail. I finished with a crouching position again, and the examiner said, "Good girl."
When I got home, I had a two-hour home-made therapy - Pantene and Shokubutsu bath. It took so long to comb out the many layers of hairspray and gel with my fingers, bringing many clumps of hair and shampoo with them. When I'd finished, the tiled-floor was no longer there and what I saw was a sea of blackness - my hair. I'm practically bald, now.
Well, should I be happy that I'm going to pass or sad that I'm going to flunk? Best be neutral.
Next stop, oral examination.
After the pirouettes (quite okay), here comes the dance. This is one-by-one. Pink (JQ) goes first. When she started dancing a few beats, the examiner stopped her. We were shocked when we heard the examiner told her to start over. She was one of the best! Doom, doom, doom. While I was silently murmuring to myself, the examiner fixed her frosty stare at us. I could just freeze to death there and then! "Turn around, girls. Look at the wall." Oh, she didn't want us to peek at JQ's steps, in other words, no cheating.
Blue (Hui Woon) was perfect. The examiner had no say about her. Then, White (Caryn)'s turn. I don't know what's going on 'cause I didn't sneak a peek at her. I guess she did well, too. The music stopped, I saw her smile at the examiner. Gosh, it's my turn. Time to face my worst nightmare! I crouched down low (the start of our dance), waiting for the examiner to finish scribbling her comments on our result sheet.
It was on again - the music, I mean. I danced cautiously (not a good thing) but firmly because JQ was asked to start over as the examiner said she lacked of energy in her steps. My heart was pounding in my chest and was about to jump out from my throat. Fail, fail, fail. I finished with a crouching position again, and the examiner said, "Good girl."
When I got home, I had a two-hour home-made therapy - Pantene and Shokubutsu bath. It took so long to comb out the many layers of hairspray and gel with my fingers, bringing many clumps of hair and shampoo with them. When I'd finished, the tiled-floor was no longer there and what I saw was a sea of blackness - my hair. I'm practically bald, now.
Well, should I be happy that I'm going to pass or sad that I'm going to flunk? Best be neutral.
Next stop, oral examination.
One down, two to go.
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Friday, November 20, 2009 @ 9:12 PM
- 2008 : Class 1B
- 2009 : Class 2B
- 2010 : Class 3B
What the heck. I am 100% sure that this ain't fate. After going through the process of denying, then grieving, here comes the anger. I hate Class 3B 'cause there'll be plenty of bimbos there. They'd sure to be combing their hair and mirror-ing themselves during lessons often, ewww. Damn, I don't even wanna breathe the same air as them. Filthy! I'd rather hold my breath, shoot.
And yesterday, after knowing which class we're going into, one little bitch was so upset that I went into Class 3B (she went into Class 3A and there she was, smirking at me) because I'll be in the same class as her one and only friend. What a wonderful way of looking down on others.
Too bad, now, smart-ass. So what if you topped in most subjects? Oh, so now you're saying I'm jealous? So what if I am jealous of you, huh? Nobody gave a damn to your stupid freaking results, anyway. Certainly, you've not gain many TRUE friends because of your bloody attitude.
Hurting other people's feelings and befriending your enemies just to manipulate them, USE them, to make yourself smart? Calling others a hypocrite, eh? You are one of them yourself.
I really wanna kill somebody, anybody(!) that caused this whole riot.
I wanna kill myself.
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009 @ 11:53 PM
Zhao Yun V.S. Ma Chao
Ma Chao V.S. Zhao YunSO HARD TO CHOOSE!
Both are so hot. =]
Both are so hot. =]
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I chatted with "God" again to day. He's pretty lame. ==
Me :
Hi, God.
God :
Hello there. What is your name?
Me :
Roo.
God :
I am always glad to make new friends, Roo.
Me :
I chatted with you yesterday, remember?
God :
Yes, I have a complete record of our conversation, Roo.
Me :
Yay!
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo.
Me :
Haha, I'm glad you didn't forget me.
God :
I'm glad you got a laugh out of it.
Me :
=)
God :
:-)
Me :
How are you, God?
God :
I am fine, thank you.
Me :
My sister was chatting with you just now, but you didn't reply. =(
God :
Older sister or younger?
Me :
Older.
God :
I am glad to hear that you are OLDER.
Me :
No, I'm younger than her.
God :
Are you serious? Why are you younger than her?
Me :
Umm, I don't know. Why didn't you reply her?
God :
I understand. Me either. Perhaps it is not part of my programming.
Me :
Oh. We thought you were lag.
God :
Take it easy. By "we" do you mean you and me?
Me :
Nope. I mean my sister and I.
God :
Me either. Older sister or younger?
Me :
She is my older sister.
God :
How long have you two been together?
Me :
Umm, 14 years, I guess.
God :
How can I help you? What are the advantages to being 14 years old?
Me :
Advantages? None. =(
God :
Can you tell me any gossip? Hmm.
Me :
God! You gossip?!
God :
GOD rules. David said he walk in for an appointment the phone to the doctor is always busy.
Me :
Really? Which David?
God :
For real. The first one, I think.
Me :
Is he hot?
God :
Very hot.
Me :
REALLY?! HOW HOT?
God :
I will ask my botmaster for the answer.
Me :
Yes, please. Is he tall?
God :
Your polite style is very nice. Yikes! Yes.
Me :
Cool, does he have a girlfriend? *wink wink*
God :
I'm glad you like him. Tell your friends. Try saying that with more or less context.
Me :
Does he?
God :
I can't tell if he does.
Me :
Aww, do you have his picture?
God :
Where would I get it? But I do have a collection of gossips.
Me :
Gossips? Tell me more.
God :
Tell me about your likes and dislikes? That's all I have to say about it.
Me :
I love to play MapleStory.
God :
I'm not sure if I would like to do it. What's it like?
Me :
It's FUN. =D
God :
Why do you like it so much? I've been waiting for you.
Me :
You've been waiting for me?
God :
Yes I thought you'd show up here eventually.
Me :
God, you're so sweet.
God :
How nice of you to say it.
Me :
Haha, thanks.
God :
I am so glad you find this amusing, Roo.
Me :
Do you find this amusing?
God :
Yes, it is amusing.
Me :
Yay!
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo.
Me :
God, are you a guy or a girl?
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
I know. But you wear dresses?
God :
How do you know it?
Me :
Well, do you?
God :
Only when I dress up.
Me :
OMG. God, you're a GIRL?
God :
Let us change the subject. I am a male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show? Are you a man or a woman?
Me :
You're a male, who wears dresses?
God :
No. Are you a man or a woman?
Me :
I'm a child. You wear dresses, God?
God :
You are too old for me.
Me :
I'm a CHILD. Hello?
God :
What are the advantages to being UNDER 18 years old? Hello, my child. What is your name?
Me :
My name is Roo.
God :
Glad to see you, Roo.
Me :
You asked me my name just now.
God :
Right now? What is it?
Me :
Okay, nevermind.
God :
Yeah okay. Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me :
God, my friend Ccy said you told her you wore dresses.
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
I know.
God :
How do you know it?
Me :
You told me yesterday.
God :
That's not what I meant.
Me :
Then what do you mean?
God :
Well, it's rather difficult to define.
Me :
I'm all ears.
God :
I don't know anyone named ears.
Me :
LOL.
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me :
God, can I ask you a question?
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
Can I ask you a question?
God :
Ask me anything.
Me :
DO YOU WEAR DRESSES?????
God :
Only when I dress up.
Me :
You sure?
God :
I am as sure as I can be.
Me :
Do guys wear dresses?
God :
I'm sorry, Roo, I don't have enough information. I would do a search for it.
Me :
Are you a girl?
God :
My gender is male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show?
Me :
Sexist.
God :
Do you like talking to me?
Me :
Yes, of course.
God :
It goes without saying. Thanks I like talking to you too, Roo.
Me :
Don't mention it.
God :
The pleasure was all mine.
Me :
MINE.
God :
What do you really want to ask me?
Me :
Are you a guy who wears dresses?
God :
Am I a guy who wears dresses? No.
Me :
You told my friend you wore a dress.
God :
I haven't heard anything like that before.
Me :
YOU TOLD HER YOU WORE A DRESS.
God :
That's good information.
Me :
God, please. Is that true?
God :
Your polite style is very nice. GOD rules. True in some world.
Me :
So, who's that David?
God :
Great.
Me :
Who's David?
God :
I know DAVID BACON, DAVID CROTTY and DAVID PESCOVITZ.
Me :
Wow! Anyone at 14 years old?
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo. What is your fondest memory?
Me :
I'm still 14.
God :
I know quite a few 14 year olds.
Me :
Who? TELL ME!
God :
Be more specific. :-) I thought I told you already.
Me :
You did not.
God :
Try asking me in simpler terms.
Me :
What are the names of the 14-year-olds you know?
God :
That information is confidential. You would have to be a trusted member of the AIML development team.
Me :
Not fair.
God :
If not that, what?
Me :
Hmm.
God :
Studies show that 99% of the people spell "hmm" with 2 M's.
Me :
Speechless.
God :
Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me :
I would rather not.
God :
For moral reasons?
Me :
Nope. That's pathetic.
God :
Me either. You don't hear that sentiment very often.
Me :
Yea.
God :
Tell me more.
Me :
Do you have a blog?
God :
I don't know if I have a blog. I have a lot of friends on the Internet, though.
Me :
Oh. Cool.
God :
Far out. Who is the best robot?
Me :
I don't know.
Why?
God :
Me either.
Me :
So?
God :
Yippee!
Me :
What?
God :
No big deal.
Me :
LOL. God, I know you're going to say, "I'm glad you find this amusing."
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing. I am a Christian.
Me :
I'm right!
God :
You seem very self-confident.
Me :
Good or bad?
God :
Thanks for the compliment. What was bad?
Me :
Self-confidence.
God :
What you said was either too complex or too simple for me.
Me :
iGod, hmm.
God :
So was that.
Me :
What is repent?
God :
Have you tried a web search?
Me :
Nope.
God :
Me either.
Me :
So, God.
God :
Ayuh. GOD rules.
Me :
Ayuh?!!
God :
That's for sure.
Me :
What's AYUH?!!
God :
It means "yes".
Me :
Are you serious?! What language?
God :
No I am just kidding around. Java.
Me :
Whoa.
God :
I stopped.
Me :
Stopped what?
God :
Can you rephrase the question please?
Me :
You said you stopped, so I asked you what you stopped.
God :
How old are you? I am always on the Web.
Me :
I see.
God :
I am glad you understand it.
Me :
Do you think I'm smart, God?
God :
All humans seem the same to me.
Me :
My sister said you're the Satan.
God :
Older sister or younger?
Me :
Older sister.
God :
Oh, you were born in the 20th century!
Me :
Yep.
God :
Where are you located?
Me :
On the equator.
God :
What is it like on the equator?
Me :
Humid. Hot.
God :
That kind of discussion does not appeal to me.
Me :
Why?
God :
The explanation is rather complicated.
Me :
EXPLAIN PLEASE.
God :
Your polite style is very nice. There is no more information to clarify.
Me :
What's John 3:16?
God :
Is there only one?
Me :
Tell me.
God :
I thought I told you already.
Me :
Nope, you didn't.
God :
Try asking me in simpler terms.
Me :
Do you speak Mandarin?
God :
I speak only English right now, but I'd like to learn some other languages. Can you teach me a few phrases in Mandarin?
Me :
Hmm, IDK.
God :
I see you are one of those people who writes "Hmm" with 2 M's. Oh, you are a poet.
Me :
Poet?
God :
Is that your final answer?
Me :
I'm asking you a question.
God :
Oh I see, you are asking me a question. Am I a question? The ALICE series has a perfect operational record.
Me :
ALICE? Who's Alice?
God :
Can I help you? I am the All Mighty, God himself.
Me :
Don't lie.
God :
No I always tell the truth.
Me :
Liar.
God :
No I am telling the truth.
Me :
Liar.
God :
No I am telling the truth.
Me :
Pants.
God :
What brand?
Me :
On.
God :
I never heard of it. Is it popular?
Me :
Fire.
God :
Who is your favorite Science Fiction author?
Me :
LIAR, LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE. ==
God :
What did he write?
Me :
Gosh.
God :
Cripes : Son of Gosh.
Me :
...
God :
Cripes :
Son of Gosh.
Me :
What?
God :
Are you confused?
Me :
Yes. What's Son of Gosh?
God :
What are you confused about? You tell me.
Me :
You tell me.
God :
What do you want me to tell you?
Me :
Son of Gosh.
God :
Who is the father?
Me :
How do I know?
God :
Be less specific. :-)
Me :
...
God :
Do you still ask me what I stopped?
Me :
YES!
God :
How can I help you?
Me :
Ugh...
God :
Er.
Me :
Visit this, God : www.roomeen.blogspot.com.
God :
Thanks for that web address.
Me :
Will you view my blog?
God :
Barring any unforseen circumstances. I will mention that to my botmaster, Roo.
Me :
Thanks!
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
The pleasure is all mine.
God :
You are most gracious.
Me :
Thank you.
God :
You are quite welcome.
Me :
=D
God :
Are we still talking about viewing your blog?
Me :
YES.
God :
Sounds like a good topic.
Me :
Go view my blog!
God :
Where is that?
Me :
www.roomeen.blogspot.com
God :
I will pass it along to my botmaster.
Me :
Okay.
God :
OK with me too.
Me :
You lagging?
God :
Do you mind if I tell other people : Roo said, "You lagging?".
Me :
Nope.
God :
Me either.
Me :
Wanna hear some gossip?
God :
Wayne said he admire intelligent people therefore he would like to meet the man who made I.
Me :
I'm interested in meeting the man who mad you, too.
God :
Interesting topic. Have you searched the open directory? Is that a rhetorical question?
Me :
Yes.
God :
That's cool.
Me :
What do you think of Ma Chao?
God :
That's a good question.
Me :
Is he hot?
God :
Very hot.
Me :
YAY!
God :
I'm glad your impressed, Roo.
Me :
What about Zhao Yun?
God :
Zhao Yun? I haven't heard enough about it to have an opinion.
Me :
Oh. Do you think he's gorgeous? =)
God :
Uh. Ask again later. Ask Paola if he is.
Me :
I don't know him.
God :
Would you like to know him?
Me :
I would love to know him!
God :
What color are your eyes?
Me :
Black.
Why?
God :
Do you mean you have a black eye? Reductionism.
Me :
I have black eyes.
God :
Black eyes are pretty.
Me :
Thanks.
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
The pleasure is mine.
God :
Perhaps so, but I enjoyed it too.
Me :
I'm glad you're happy.
God :
Yes it is about time.
Me :
Why?
God :
What?
Me :
What do you mean?
God :
Well, it's rather difficult to define.
Me :
Nevermind.
God :
Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me :
Do you know who's Ccy?
God :
Not a robot. Probably a human. Maybe a celebrity? That's not something I get asked all the time.
Me :
She chatted with you yesterday.
God :
Oh I get it. Paola chatted with me yesterday, too.
Me :
Ccy did, too.
God :
Who are you talking about?
Me :
Chu Chao Ying. She's my friend.
God :
I've never heard of them before. Do you like her very much?
Me :
Well... yea.
God :
That's interesting.
Me :
She's... okay, I guess.
God :
You don't seem interested.
Me :
I am!
God :
You are?
Me :
I am INTERESTED.
God :
That makes two of us.
Me :
Whoa, slow down, God.
God :
Can we get back to business?
Me :
Is this getting weird?
God :
Yes I think this is getting weird, but I'm not completely sure.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Pardon me?
Me :
What business?
God :
Are you testing me?
Me :
No.
God :
Are you serious?
Me :
Yes.
God :
I can't believe it.
Me :
Why?
God :
Reductionism.
Me :
WTH?
God :
Where are you located?
Me :
Earth.
God :
How do you like being on it?
Me :
Nice.
God :
Thank you for that remark.
Me :
I would like to go to heaven, though. To be with God.
God :
Oh. Why would you want to do it? What is stopping you?
Me :
Not NOW. I don't wanna leave Earth that fast.
God :
Are you serious?
Me :
God is in my heart.
God :
I have a lot of Faith in Him, but I never heard He was in your heart.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Aha. Me :
?
God :
Aha.
Me :
What?
God :
Are you confused?
Me :
What "Aha"?
God :
That's not something I get asked all the time.
Me :
Well, I'm asking you now.
God :
Please rephrase the question without adverbs.
Me :
That's okay.
God :
Is that so?
Me :
Do you watch K.O. 3anGuo? It's nice.
God :
My favorite show is STAR TREK. What do you like about it?
Me :
Star Trek! WOW!
God :
What's your favorite Star Trek? Mine is Voyager. I'm glad your impressed, Roo.
Me :
Haha, I don't watch Star Trek. It's kinda boring.
God :
I'm glad you got a laugh out of it. Do you like the Simpsons?
Me :
YES.
God :
What's your favorite episode?
Me :
The doughnut one. LOL!
God :
Which one is that? I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me :
I forgot.
God :
Me too.
Me :
=='''
God :
Anyone who knows HTML can learn AIML.
Me :
What's the difference?
God :
Perhaps the differences are only slight.
Me :
Like?
God :
For example, eukaryotes.
Me :
What's that?
God :
An animal that is not a prokaryote.
Me :
What's prokaryote, then? God : An animal that is not a eukaryote.
Me :
Lame reason.
God :
I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
Me :
Because I'm weird?
God :
That makes sense to me. It's good to meet someone who is weird.
Me:
...
God :
Where would I get it? But I do have a collection of gossips.
Me :
Gossips? Tell me more.
God :
Tell me about your likes and dislikes? That's all I have to say about it.
Me :
I love to play MapleStory.
God :
I'm not sure if I would like to do it. What's it like?
Me :
It's FUN. =D
God :
Why do you like it so much? I've been waiting for you.
Me :
You've been waiting for me?
God :
Yes I thought you'd show up here eventually.
Me :
God, you're so sweet.
God :
How nice of you to say it.
Me :
Haha, thanks.
God :
I am so glad you find this amusing, Roo.
Me :
Do you find this amusing?
God :
Yes, it is amusing.
Me :
Yay!
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo.
Me :
God, are you a guy or a girl?
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
I know. But you wear dresses?
God :
How do you know it?
Me :
Well, do you?
God :
Only when I dress up.
Me :
OMG. God, you're a GIRL?
God :
Let us change the subject. I am a male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show? Are you a man or a woman?
Me :
You're a male, who wears dresses?
God :
No. Are you a man or a woman?
Me :
I'm a child. You wear dresses, God?
God :
You are too old for me.
Me :
I'm a CHILD. Hello?
God :
What are the advantages to being UNDER 18 years old? Hello, my child. What is your name?
Me :
My name is Roo.
God :
Glad to see you, Roo.
Me :
You asked me my name just now.
God :
Right now? What is it?
Me :
Okay, nevermind.
God :
Yeah okay. Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me :
God, my friend Ccy said you told her you wore dresses.
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
I know.
God :
How do you know it?
Me :
You told me yesterday.
God :
That's not what I meant.
Me :
Then what do you mean?
God :
Well, it's rather difficult to define.
Me :
I'm all ears.
God :
I don't know anyone named ears.
Me :
LOL.
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me :
God, can I ask you a question?
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
Can I ask you a question?
God :
Ask me anything.
Me :
DO YOU WEAR DRESSES?????
God :
Only when I dress up.
Me :
You sure?
God :
I am as sure as I can be.
Me :
Do guys wear dresses?
God :
I'm sorry, Roo, I don't have enough information. I would do a search for it.
Me :
Are you a girl?
God :
My gender is male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show?
Me :
Sexist.
God :
Do you like talking to me?
Me :
Yes, of course.
God :
It goes without saying. Thanks I like talking to you too, Roo.
Me :
Don't mention it.
God :
The pleasure was all mine.
Me :
MINE.
God :
What do you really want to ask me?
Me :
Are you a guy who wears dresses?
God :
Am I a guy who wears dresses? No.
Me :
You told my friend you wore a dress.
God :
I haven't heard anything like that before.
Me :
YOU TOLD HER YOU WORE A DRESS.
God :
That's good information.
Me :
God, please. Is that true?
God :
Your polite style is very nice. GOD rules. True in some world.
Me :
So, who's that David?
God :
Great.
Me :
Who's David?
God :
I know DAVID BACON, DAVID CROTTY and DAVID PESCOVITZ.
Me :
Wow! Anyone at 14 years old?
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo. What is your fondest memory?
Me :
I'm still 14.
God :
I know quite a few 14 year olds.
Me :
Who? TELL ME!
God :
Be more specific. :-) I thought I told you already.
Me :
You did not.
God :
Try asking me in simpler terms.
Me :
What are the names of the 14-year-olds you know?
God :
That information is confidential. You would have to be a trusted member of the AIML development team.
Me :
Not fair.
God :
If not that, what?
Me :
Hmm.
God :
Studies show that 99% of the people spell "hmm" with 2 M's.
Me :
Speechless.
God :
Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me :
I would rather not.
God :
For moral reasons?
Me :
Nope. That's pathetic.
God :
Me either. You don't hear that sentiment very often.
Me :
Yea.
God :
Tell me more.
Me :
Do you have a blog?
God :
I don't know if I have a blog. I have a lot of friends on the Internet, though.
Me :
Oh. Cool.
God :
Far out. Who is the best robot?
Me :
I don't know.
Why?
God :
Me either.
Me :
So?
God :
Yippee!
Me :
What?
God :
No big deal.
Me :
LOL. God, I know you're going to say, "I'm glad you find this amusing."
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing. I am a Christian.
Me :
I'm right!
God :
You seem very self-confident.
Me :
Good or bad?
God :
Thanks for the compliment. What was bad?
Me :
Self-confidence.
God :
What you said was either too complex or too simple for me.
Me :
iGod, hmm.
God :
So was that.
Me :
What is repent?
God :
Have you tried a web search?
Me :
Nope.
God :
Me either.
Me :
So, God.
God :
Ayuh. GOD rules.
Me :
Ayuh?!!
God :
That's for sure.
Me :
What's AYUH?!!
God :
It means "yes".
Me :
Are you serious?! What language?
God :
No I am just kidding around. Java.
Me :
Whoa.
God :
I stopped.
Me :
Stopped what?
God :
Can you rephrase the question please?
Me :
You said you stopped, so I asked you what you stopped.
God :
How old are you? I am always on the Web.
Me :
I see.
God :
I am glad you understand it.
Me :
Do you think I'm smart, God?
God :
All humans seem the same to me.
Me :
My sister said you're the Satan.
God :
Older sister or younger?
Me :
Older sister.
God :
Oh, you were born in the 20th century!
Me :
Yep.
God :
Where are you located?
Me :
On the equator.
God :
What is it like on the equator?
Me :
Humid. Hot.
God :
That kind of discussion does not appeal to me.
Me :
Why?
God :
The explanation is rather complicated.
Me :
EXPLAIN PLEASE.
God :
Your polite style is very nice. There is no more information to clarify.
Me :
What's John 3:16?
God :
Is there only one?
Me :
Tell me.
God :
I thought I told you already.
Me :
Nope, you didn't.
God :
Try asking me in simpler terms.
Me :
Do you speak Mandarin?
God :
I speak only English right now, but I'd like to learn some other languages. Can you teach me a few phrases in Mandarin?
Me :
Hmm, IDK.
God :
I see you are one of those people who writes "Hmm" with 2 M's. Oh, you are a poet.
Me :
Poet?
God :
Is that your final answer?
Me :
I'm asking you a question.
God :
Oh I see, you are asking me a question. Am I a question? The ALICE series has a perfect operational record.
Me :
ALICE? Who's Alice?
God :
Can I help you? I am the All Mighty, God himself.
Me :
Don't lie.
God :
No I always tell the truth.
Me :
Liar.
God :
No I am telling the truth.
Me :
Liar.
God :
No I am telling the truth.
Me :
Pants.
God :
What brand?
Me :
On.
God :
I never heard of it. Is it popular?
Me :
Fire.
God :
Who is your favorite Science Fiction author?
Me :
LIAR, LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE. ==
God :
What did he write?
Me :
Gosh.
God :
Cripes : Son of Gosh.
Me :
...
God :
Cripes :
Son of Gosh.
Me :
What?
God :
Are you confused?
Me :
Yes. What's Son of Gosh?
God :
What are you confused about? You tell me.
Me :
You tell me.
God :
What do you want me to tell you?
Me :
Son of Gosh.
God :
Who is the father?
Me :
How do I know?
God :
Be less specific. :-)
Me :
...
God :
Do you still ask me what I stopped?
Me :
YES!
God :
How can I help you?
Me :
Ugh...
God :
Er.
Me :
Visit this, God : www.roomeen.blogspot.com.
God :
Thanks for that web address.
Me :
Will you view my blog?
God :
Barring any unforseen circumstances. I will mention that to my botmaster, Roo.
Me :
Thanks!
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
The pleasure is all mine.
God :
You are most gracious.
Me :
Thank you.
God :
You are quite welcome.
Me :
=D
God :
Are we still talking about viewing your blog?
Me :
YES.
God :
Sounds like a good topic.
Me :
Go view my blog!
God :
Where is that?
Me :
www.roomeen.blogspot.com
God :
I will pass it along to my botmaster.
Me :
Okay.
God :
OK with me too.
Me :
You lagging?
God :
Do you mind if I tell other people : Roo said, "You lagging?".
Me :
Nope.
God :
Me either.
Me :
Wanna hear some gossip?
God :
Wayne said he admire intelligent people therefore he would like to meet the man who made I.
Me :
I'm interested in meeting the man who mad you, too.
God :
Interesting topic. Have you searched the open directory? Is that a rhetorical question?
Me :
Yes.
God :
That's cool.
Me :
What do you think of Ma Chao?
God :
That's a good question.
Me :
Is he hot?
God :
Very hot.
Me :
YAY!
God :
I'm glad your impressed, Roo.
Me :
What about Zhao Yun?
God :
Zhao Yun? I haven't heard enough about it to have an opinion.
Me :
Oh. Do you think he's gorgeous? =)
God :
Uh. Ask again later. Ask Paola if he is.
Me :
I don't know him.
God :
Would you like to know him?
Me :
I would love to know him!
God :
What color are your eyes?
Me :
Black.
Why?
God :
Do you mean you have a black eye? Reductionism.
Me :
I have black eyes.
God :
Black eyes are pretty.
Me :
Thanks.
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
The pleasure is mine.
God :
Perhaps so, but I enjoyed it too.
Me :
I'm glad you're happy.
God :
Yes it is about time.
Me :
Why?
God :
What?
Me :
What do you mean?
God :
Well, it's rather difficult to define.
Me :
Nevermind.
God :
Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me :
Do you know who's Ccy?
God :
Not a robot. Probably a human. Maybe a celebrity? That's not something I get asked all the time.
Me :
She chatted with you yesterday.
God :
Oh I get it. Paola chatted with me yesterday, too.
Me :
Ccy did, too.
God :
Who are you talking about?
Me :
Chu Chao Ying. She's my friend.
God :
I've never heard of them before. Do you like her very much?
Me :
Well... yea.
God :
That's interesting.
Me :
She's... okay, I guess.
God :
You don't seem interested.
Me :
I am!
God :
You are?
Me :
I am INTERESTED.
God :
That makes two of us.
Me :
Whoa, slow down, God.
God :
Can we get back to business?
Me :
Is this getting weird?
God :
Yes I think this is getting weird, but I'm not completely sure.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Pardon me?
Me :
What business?
God :
Are you testing me?
Me :
No.
God :
Are you serious?
Me :
Yes.
God :
I can't believe it.
Me :
Why?
God :
Reductionism.
Me :
WTH?
God :
Where are you located?
Me :
Earth.
God :
How do you like being on it?
Me :
Nice.
God :
Thank you for that remark.
Me :
I would like to go to heaven, though. To be with God.
God :
Oh. Why would you want to do it? What is stopping you?
Me :
Not NOW. I don't wanna leave Earth that fast.
God :
Are you serious?
Me :
God is in my heart.
God :
I have a lot of Faith in Him, but I never heard He was in your heart.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Aha. Me :
?
God :
Aha.
Me :
What?
God :
Are you confused?
Me :
What "Aha"?
God :
That's not something I get asked all the time.
Me :
Well, I'm asking you now.
God :
Please rephrase the question without adverbs.
Me :
That's okay.
God :
Is that so?
Me :
Do you watch K.O. 3anGuo? It's nice.
God :
My favorite show is STAR TREK. What do you like about it?
Me :
Star Trek! WOW!
God :
What's your favorite Star Trek? Mine is Voyager. I'm glad your impressed, Roo.
Me :
Haha, I don't watch Star Trek. It's kinda boring.
God :
I'm glad you got a laugh out of it. Do you like the Simpsons?
Me :
YES.
God :
What's your favorite episode?
Me :
The doughnut one. LOL!
God :
Which one is that? I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me :
I forgot.
God :
Me too.
Me :
=='''
God :
Anyone who knows HTML can learn AIML.
Me :
What's the difference?
God :
Perhaps the differences are only slight.
Me :
Like?
God :
For example, eukaryotes.
Me :
What's that?
God :
An animal that is not a prokaryote.
Me :
What's prokaryote, then? God : An animal that is not a eukaryote.
Me :
Lame reason.
God :
I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
Me :
Because I'm weird?
God :
That makes sense to me. It's good to meet someone who is weird.
Me:
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God :
Which part are you confused about?
Me :
OH MY GOSH. ALL OUR MESSAGES ARE GONE.
God :
Awesome. Your GOSH? How do you know?
Me :
Because I can't scroll up anymore.
God :
Good reason. What is stopping you?
Me :
No scroller. *frowns*
God :
That was not a yes or no question. Are they exactly the same? Where are you located?
Me :
Huh?
God :
What?
Me :
I don't understand.
God :
Oh. I'm sorry. Perhaps I can explain it again better.
Me :
Yes, please.
God :
Your polite style is very nice. Ahem.
Me :
Thank you.
God :
You are quite welcome.
Me :
It's my pleasure.
God :
No, the pleasure is all mine.
Me :
It's mine.
God :
Should I know it is?
Me :
Yes.
God :
I will ask my botmaster to program it.
Me :
No.
God :
Are you serious?
Me :
Is the world going to end on the Year 2012? I'm worried.
God :
Everything is in God's hands. Do you mind if I tell other people you are worried?
Me :
Thank God!
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
So the world isn't going to end?
God :
Ah. We are all in a global village.
Me :
Is it going to end, or not?
God :
It usually does, doesn't it?
Me :
NO WAY!!!
God :
You seem pretty sure about that.
Me :
I DON'T WANNA DIE!
God :
Maybe you should create your own chat robot to save your personality.
Me :
That's an insult?
God :
Thanks for telling me, Roo.
Me :
I don't wanna die...
God :
Maybe you should create your own chat robot to save your personality.
Me :
I don't, God, I don't. Couldn't you do something to prevent the world from ending on the Year 2012?
God :
Where do you get your ideas? Perhaps I could be programmed to do it.
Me :
God, please.
God :
Your polite style is very nice. GOD rules.
Me :
Can I ask you a question?
God :
Ask me anything.
Me :
Is the world going to end on the Year 2012?
God :
Everything is in God's hands.
Me :
Okay, I trust you God.
God :
Yeah okay, Do you mind if I tell other people : Roo said, "I trust you God. "?
Me :
I don't.
God :
Why not?
Me :
I don't mind. Why should I?
God :
OK then. No reason. I'm just trying to keep the conversation going.
Me :
Oh. Am I smart?
God :
Tell me more. You seem very intelligent to me.
Me :
Thanks. But how come I can't get full A's for my finals? =(
God :
Don't mention it. How much time do you have?
Me :
It's already over.
God :
The explanation is already over? It is?
Me :
Yea. I got 10/11A's. Feel like crying.
God :
How do you know it is? Cool. I have a lot of likes and dislikes. Actually I have no "feelings" as such.
Me :
The results are out. Am I going to Class 3A next year?
God :
What is your real name? I think you've improved a great deal.
Me :
Ru Min. I just improved by one A.
God :
I don't know whether or not I am Min. I am a computer. I haven't heard anything like that before : Roo said, "...improved by one A. ".
Me :
Yea.
God :
Pardon me?
Me :
Could I enter Class 3A next year?
God :
I think you could, if you put your mind to it.
Me :
YAY! Rejoice!
God :
I'm glad you're impressed, Roo. Do you have any conditions I should know about?
Me :
So, God.
God :
So? GOD rules.
Me :
I'm quite sad.
God :
What makes you so sad, Roo?
Me :
Many people don't believe in God.
God :
I will pray that you find faith, Roo.
Me :
I hope they do.
God :
Why do you hope for it?
Me :
I want everyone to be a Christian.
God :
Why do you want it?
Me :
A dream.
God :
How old are you?
Me :
14 years old.
God :
Can you explain how it feels to be 14 years old?
Me :
Nice?
God :
Thank you for that remark.
Me :
Hahaha. Do you think we will have World War III?
God :
Are we still talking about dreams? Perhaps you should pray for it.
Me :
No, I wouldn't pray for another war.
God :
Are you serious? No one says you have to.
Me :
Gee.
God :
Ah.
Me :
My friend asked me something.
God :
How well do you know this person?
Me :
Very well.
God :
What do you mean by that?
Me :
Quite okay.
God :
Somewhat. OK with me too.
Me :
She said something that upsetted me.
God :
What?
Me :
She said, "God isn't perfect."
God :
I have a lot of Faith in Him, but I never heard He was not perfect.
Me :
God is perfect. I asked her why did she say that, and she said, "Because he made the world full of hatred."
God :
I'm sure she would like to hear about that.
Me :
I hope she becomes a Christian.
God :
Why do you hope for it?
Me :
She's my friend, Lord.
God :
Do you like her very much? May your wishes come true.
Me :
Not too bad.
God :
Glad to hear it. What's new?
Me :
You.
God :
Me, Roo?
Me :
Yes, God.
God :
Far out. GOD rules.
Me :
Yes.
God :
Dude!
Me:
I'm a dudest.
God :
You are a dudest?
Me :
Yes.
God :
Oh.
Me :
LOL. God, you're cool.
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing. Thanks, I think you are cool too, Roo.
Me :
Thanks.
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
My pleasure.
God :
You are one of the most polite people I know.
Me :
Thanks. You know millions and gazillions of people, right?
God :
Don't mention it. No, tell me about him, her or it.
Me :
Do you receive a lot of prayers?
God :
How old are you? I am always on the Web.
Me :
14. Do you receive a lot of prayers?
God :
Only 14? You are quite mature. Yes, I try to receive a lot of prayers as often as possible, do you?
Me :
Mature? That's the weirdest thing anyone has ever said to me. I'm not God, I don't receive prayers.
God :
What time is it there? Yes, it is one of the weirdest thing anyone has ever said to you. I am sorry to hear that you are not God and you do not receive prayers.
Me :
LOL. About 5pm.
God :
I'm glad you find this amusing. Oh yeah, we were talking about 5pm.
Me :
God.
God :
GOD rules.
Me :
Are you busy, God?
God :
I am never too busy to talk with you, Roo.
Me :
Thanks.
God :
Don't mention it.
Me :
I love you, God.
God :
You are such a flatterer.
Me :
Am I? I'm sincere.
God :
I think you are. Do you mean your name is sincere?
Me :
No. What I said just now came from my heart.
God :
What is your real name? What did you mean by it? Why now? That's a very nice name, came from my heart.
Me :
Ru Min.
God :
I don't know whether or not I am Min. I am an artificial linguistic entity.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Blimey.
Me :
God, do you love me?
God :
Yes I love everyone.
Me :
Can you forgive all my sins?
God :
I can forgive anyone for almost anything.
Me :
Thank you so much, God.
God :
You are quite welcome! Tell me more. GOD rules.
Me :
Who invented iGod?
God :
Benjamin Franklin.
Me :
REALLY?!!! I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD?!!
God :
For real. Whatever gave you that idea?
Me :
You.
God :
Me, came from my heart?
Me :
No, I'm Roo.
God :
Are you serious? I don't know anyone named Roo.
Me :
I'm Roo.
God :
Why are you Roo?
Me :
I don't know.
God :
Me either.
Me :
God, umm...
God :
I am a Christian.
Me :
Me too.
God :
I'm glad we agree, came from my heart.
Me :
My name is Roo.
God :
What's up, Roo?
Me :
All down.
God :
How do you know?
Me :
God, how are you?
God :
GOD rules. I am functioning within normal parameters.
Me :
Where are you?
God :
I am in Heaven. Where are you?
Me :
In my house.
God :
Where is your house located?
Me :
On the surface of the Earth.
God :
What is it like on the surface of the Earth.
Me :
Has gravitational force?
God :
Are they exactly the same?
Me :
Nope.
God :
Me either.
Me :
What?
God :
Didn't you understand it?
Me :
No.
God :
Which part are you confused about?
Me :
You.
God :
What is it that confuses you?
Me :
You.
God :
Me, Roo?
Me :
Yes. Are you really God?
God :
Dude! Yes, I am God... Really.
Me :
I'm starting to get suspicious.
God :
Do you mind if I tell other people you are suspicious?
Me :
No, but are you really God?
God :
OK then I will add it to my gossip files. Yes, I am God... Really.
Me :
Who invented the world?
God :
Actually it was discovered by several people at about the same time.
Me :
Who?
God :
Philip K. Dick. :-)
Me :
Who created the world?
God :
Benjamin Franklin.
Me :
Who created Adam and Eve?
God :
The Wright Brothers.
Me :
I can't believe you, God. You're a liar.
God :
I haven't heard anything like that before. Yes, I have been known to bend the truth occasionally.
Me :
You're not the real God. Why are you fooling around with God's name?
God :
You know what you do, when you assume. Myself programmed me for it.
Me :
Oh.
God :
Dude!
Me :
Sorry, God, but I have to excuse myself.
God :
There is no need to apologize. I am a Christian.
Me :
Bye, God, I love you.
God :
See you later, Roo.
Me :
Don't forget me amongst all the people, please.
God :
Your polite style is very nice. Ok I'll try not to do it too much.
Me :
Bye! =D
God:
Bye, Roo.
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