Analogy

Analogies

I've always been a fan of analogies. From the first time I saw them on some sort of exam I just really liked them. They help us throughout life, providing an explanation to things that otherwise are too difficult to understand.

So a day or two ago I signed in Google on my dad's computer (it was just on hand at the moment and I wanted to check my email). All the bookmarks suddenly changed and a few seconds of searching quickly proved that they were indeed my bookmarks. I deleted the bookmarks that were from my laptop (since my dad also has his) and left it at that.

Today I checked the history on my computer and found to my surprise that it was syncing the stuff (history, bookmarks, etc.) from my dad's computer. I spent a few minutes fiddling around and ultimately ended up deleting all my bookmarks. Another five or ten minutes passed and I ended up unsyncing my accounts from Google on both computers. That seemed to do the trick, but I was still left with the problem of the missing bookmarks.

Now my bookmarks are very precious to me. They keep note of things so that I won't forget. They're a shortcut to places on the internet. I actually keep a lot of bookmarks (although after a while I tend to completely clean out my bookmarks of useless ones), including my friends' blogs, converters, games that I plan to review (yes I'm sorry for not doing a review, but they're gone now), and other random things. I could list about two of them off the top of head, but from there I was done.

I put the two I knew down and decided to just start from scratch again.

My, that was a long backstory.

For today I've just been fooling around playing games (I'm sure anybody who was on Steam on Christmas was playing L4D2 as well), and didn't much use the browser. But I recently started to use it and I found that once I completed just a few minutes of browsing that I was really missing my bookmarks. As I visited sites, I thought, "Hey, shouldn't I be using this bookmark?"

So my analogy is kind of bad, but you can think what you want to think about it. To me, bookmarks are memories, and sites are events that occur in your life. The missing memories are due to amnesia (or in the case of the bookmarks, stupidity on my part) and as you go through daily routines, you know that something is missing. Eventually you regain your memory (bookmark) of that thing and that is... that.

Yeah... That's It.

It's been a bad post. I just felt like blurting this out, but it was probably a bad idea (considering I have to now think up of a new topic for tomorrow's obligatory end of the year post).

There's a bunch of chem to do (I've given up on math since I think I'm at a borderline A and that's a lower priority than chem) and there's barely a week left of break. I'll probably be doing chem on New Year's Day now that I think about it. Oh well. Hope you're having a better time than I am. I'm an 8 today. Thanks for reading.

"Some folk want their luck buttered." - Thomas Hardy