10-01-2008, 08:27 PM
Just a bunch of garbage I wrote while bored and PS wasn't working.
Thought I'd let at least post something of my "creative" side for once. (It's been too long)
I gagged, and suppressed the urge to instinctively clutch a hold of my neck. It was stupid, what was the point of grabbing your neck when choking? I mean, you're just constraining your neck even more, restricting airflow further. It’s completely pointless. I do admit it looks weird choking and just having your arms limp beside you, but what could you do? Your arms would find better use grabbing a telephone and calling for help. Wait, that wouldn't work, you wouldn't be able to talk. Well, flag someone down for help somehow. Actually, I think the fastest way to get someone's attention is it grab a hold of your neck, I guess it has a purpose; it’s the international sign for "I'm choking, I need help, I'm you're problem now" Naturally by this time I've begun clutching my neck; hypocritical, I know. That's when another thought came to me; wouldn't this signal only work if someone was within view? Yeah, I'd say that's a critical part of getting help. Help needs to be within reach. Don't blame me though, I mean, I'm choking, my brain can barely think straight from the lack of oxygen. In fact I'm fairly sure I was on my way to slipping into a coma. I figured that wouldn't be very helpful.
Isn't it funny? A body in my situation slips into a coma to keep the body alive, because, as we know while in a coma, a body needs less oxygen then when it’s not. However, by slipping into a coma, you lose your last chance at getting help and would just die anyway because there's no way an unconscious body would be able to unconstraint its throat and start breathing again. Actually, I guess it isn't that funny; it might have been if I was in a different situation, but at this point laughing was one of the last things I would do (figuratively of course), I'm fairly sure it's impossible to laugh without an air supply. I'd test it, but I've lost the mood, I’m concentrating on saving myself now; excuse my selfishness.
If you're wondering, which I'm sure you are, how I'm managing to think all this in such a dire time, yet not check if it's possible to laugh without air, or perhaps if one can sneeze while choking. The answer's simple really, those are physical things to do, in my state the most I could do was bringing my hands to my neck and flail my legs wildly. The human brain is an extraordinary thing, and when you give it time to drift, as I am now, it can calculate millions of thoughts in mere seconds. I doubt so much as 30 seconds have gone by since you've begun reading till now. For instance, I've failed to disprove Einstein's theory of relativity and remembered all the ingredients to an Atomic Bomb and how to put them together. I'm talking about the drink, not the weapon of mass destruction. I could go on with my numerous genius thoughts that I experienced in this state of enlightenment, ranging from the reason the Titanic sunk (If it didn't, then where would all 11 of those academy awards have gone?) to why peanut butter tastes so much better when it comes from a jar in the shape of a bear (I mean common, this one’s so obvious I needn’t explain). The amount of these amazing thoughts is staggering, and if I went through the trouble of telling them to you you'd die of old age before I'd be able to finish. So rather than be insulted by your lack of perseverance and patience, I've taken the liberty of only presenting you small pieces of my thoughts.
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Ever heard of the "choking" game? You might have; bunch of stupid brats figured out you could get a buzz from lack of oxygen so they strangle each other until they nearly pass out. Ended up with a couple kids dying; no surprise. I was about to go join the few idiots, hopefully I'd be able to give them a talking to, and then strangle them to death a second time for good measure. By "joining them" I mean that I'm near death; in case you didn’t catch that.
Remember how I said that dying give you a lot of time to think? Doesn’t matter, I did now.
Gives you enough time to think about the important things; like peanut butter bears. Makes one rethink his choices in life; regrets... are powerful things.
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Thanks for the help by the way.
fin
Thought I'd let at least post something of my "creative" side for once. (It's been too long)
I gagged, and suppressed the urge to instinctively clutch a hold of my neck. It was stupid, what was the point of grabbing your neck when choking? I mean, you're just constraining your neck even more, restricting airflow further. It’s completely pointless. I do admit it looks weird choking and just having your arms limp beside you, but what could you do? Your arms would find better use grabbing a telephone and calling for help. Wait, that wouldn't work, you wouldn't be able to talk. Well, flag someone down for help somehow. Actually, I think the fastest way to get someone's attention is it grab a hold of your neck, I guess it has a purpose; it’s the international sign for "I'm choking, I need help, I'm you're problem now" Naturally by this time I've begun clutching my neck; hypocritical, I know. That's when another thought came to me; wouldn't this signal only work if someone was within view? Yeah, I'd say that's a critical part of getting help. Help needs to be within reach. Don't blame me though, I mean, I'm choking, my brain can barely think straight from the lack of oxygen. In fact I'm fairly sure I was on my way to slipping into a coma. I figured that wouldn't be very helpful.
Isn't it funny? A body in my situation slips into a coma to keep the body alive, because, as we know while in a coma, a body needs less oxygen then when it’s not. However, by slipping into a coma, you lose your last chance at getting help and would just die anyway because there's no way an unconscious body would be able to unconstraint its throat and start breathing again. Actually, I guess it isn't that funny; it might have been if I was in a different situation, but at this point laughing was one of the last things I would do (figuratively of course), I'm fairly sure it's impossible to laugh without an air supply. I'd test it, but I've lost the mood, I’m concentrating on saving myself now; excuse my selfishness.
If you're wondering, which I'm sure you are, how I'm managing to think all this in such a dire time, yet not check if it's possible to laugh without air, or perhaps if one can sneeze while choking. The answer's simple really, those are physical things to do, in my state the most I could do was bringing my hands to my neck and flail my legs wildly. The human brain is an extraordinary thing, and when you give it time to drift, as I am now, it can calculate millions of thoughts in mere seconds. I doubt so much as 30 seconds have gone by since you've begun reading till now. For instance, I've failed to disprove Einstein's theory of relativity and remembered all the ingredients to an Atomic Bomb and how to put them together. I'm talking about the drink, not the weapon of mass destruction. I could go on with my numerous genius thoughts that I experienced in this state of enlightenment, ranging from the reason the Titanic sunk (If it didn't, then where would all 11 of those academy awards have gone?) to why peanut butter tastes so much better when it comes from a jar in the shape of a bear (I mean common, this one’s so obvious I needn’t explain). The amount of these amazing thoughts is staggering, and if I went through the trouble of telling them to you you'd die of old age before I'd be able to finish. So rather than be insulted by your lack of perseverance and patience, I've taken the liberty of only presenting you small pieces of my thoughts.
...
...
...
Ever heard of the "choking" game? You might have; bunch of stupid brats figured out you could get a buzz from lack of oxygen so they strangle each other until they nearly pass out. Ended up with a couple kids dying; no surprise. I was about to go join the few idiots, hopefully I'd be able to give them a talking to, and then strangle them to death a second time for good measure. By "joining them" I mean that I'm near death; in case you didn’t catch that.
Remember how I said that dying give you a lot of time to think? Doesn’t matter, I did now.
Gives you enough time to think about the important things; like peanut butter bears. Makes one rethink his choices in life; regrets... are powerful things.
...
...
Thanks for the help by the way.
fin