Happy Birthday to me~!

YES, I AM SEVENTEEN!

But I'm still jailbait.


Anyway, this morning I was explaining to Phillip what the difference is between a;
Metaphorical, Literal and Imaginary dog.

An imginary dog would not even exist in the first place because it cannot be seen by anyone.

A literal dog would exist because you can see it, I can see it and everyone could see it.

A metaphorical dog would not technically exist. It will exist as long as you are comparing something to said dog. Like EX; your little brother, who follows you around constantly, like a dog. Therefore he is your, metaphorically speaking, dog.

Phillip just can't seem to make the difference or at least doesn't want to.

I think he doesn't want to because he was saying everything is metaphorical. Which is misusing the word. Like in art class, I was just about to answer Ms Blampied when he shouted;

"METAPHORICAL!"

In which I replied;

"YOU BET IT IS!"

Ah, that was funny.


Anywho, I'm really bored. I'm waiting for Dad to cme home so I can have my birthday cake, which'll be the third one today. I gotta pee, but I don't wanna get up because of my headache. But I'll have to sooner or later~

I' m almost done with A Typical Love Story, there should be at least five more chappies to write. But my headache just doesn't want to make life easy for me. No history project, response rewriting and certainly no poetry writing/ researching can be done. GAH! *HEADDESK*

I'll update later. I feel icky.


Sam