Two people, lovers from a distance, are having lunch on a shady knoll. Nothing but sandwiches and juice. They smile as they look at each other.
These are delicious. I’ve always liked what you do with the apples.
Thanks.
Mundane, yet, oddly endearing.
It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?
The sun is up, not a cloud in the sky and the breeze carries with it just enough strength to tingle your skin. It’s a perfect day.
Yeah.
One of their smiles falters for a moment.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
No it isn’t. You’re getting pretty sloppy, you know?
Hmmm?
Come now, the scenery, the food. The company. You’re softening me up, like a mother to her babe. You have something to say, maybe?
The other’s eyes face away.
I guess, I can’t hide it from you.
Nope.
Do you remember when was the last time we did this?
Nope.
A shaky smile graces one of their lips.
Neither do I.
Moments pass with nothing but the odd glance being exchanged. Then, as if on cue, they face one another again.
So, I guess that’s it?
Yeah.
It’s for the best, right?
Yeah.
Nothing more to do about it?
Nothing.
They try to look away, but neither are capable.
Silence.
One of them motions and holds the other’s hand. They look at each other with the type of meaning one would give to only that which is most sacred. One more word is exchanged.
Thanks.
The hand withdraws and so does its owner. A short walk down the knoll and away from the other.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Specifications, Colors and Contents May Vary
Aren’t knockoffs just amusing sometimes? Or irritating, if you’re that guy. They try and try to lie to your face about what they are, but you’re too smart for that, aren’tcha?
Now it’s your turn to stop lying. You must’ve been fooled by one of those fakers at some point. But what if one of those fakers sincerely tried going legit, whilst simultaneously being their good ol’ lying selves?
The Samsung Galaxy S4 is not a knockoff. Duh. It’s pretty much Android’s current flasgship for best device. We’ve all seen it, be it through advertisements, friends, or maybe even pocket. But have you ever seen the Cherry Mobile Omega HD 2X? It’s likely you have, if peripherally. Besides the trademark button, it is identical to the S4 and even boasting similar specifications.
The S4 comes packing with a 1.6GHz processor with 2GB of RAM—it basically translates to fast and high performance—while Omega, on the other hand, also stands with 2GB and a 1.5GHz processor. The difference being that Samsung gets theirs from ARM and Cherry’s is from MediaTek. But, of course, the most important question is: “Does it make a difference?”
To be honest? Not really. Both chips utilize a Powerlogic GPU bringing them down to a relatively even field. Unless you’re playing the most demanding of games at the most stunning of quality, you won’t even notice a difference.
In terms of the more obvious, S4 sports a Full HD, 5.0”, Corning, 441ppi, AMOLED touchscreen. Omega has a Full HD, 5.7”, Dragontrail, 386ppi, IPS touchscreen. Technical terms aside, the difference here may be a bit more obvious. The Omega may have a bigger screen, but its colors won’t be as sharp as the S4’s. Again, though, this difference may not even be too noticeable for most people.
Overall, the Cherry phone isn’t actually so bad. If you’re desperate for cutting edge, top-of-the-line equipment and have the cash to burn, then by all means get the S4. But if you want a similar—slightly watered-down—experience, then get yourself the Cherry Omega HD 2X. You really won’t regret it.
Now it’s your turn to stop lying. You must’ve been fooled by one of those fakers at some point. But what if one of those fakers sincerely tried going legit, whilst simultaneously being their good ol’ lying selves?
The Samsung Galaxy S4 is not a knockoff. Duh. It’s pretty much Android’s current flasgship for best device. We’ve all seen it, be it through advertisements, friends, or maybe even pocket. But have you ever seen the Cherry Mobile Omega HD 2X? It’s likely you have, if peripherally. Besides the trademark button, it is identical to the S4 and even boasting similar specifications.
The S4 comes packing with a 1.6GHz processor with 2GB of RAM—it basically translates to fast and high performance—while Omega, on the other hand, also stands with 2GB and a 1.5GHz processor. The difference being that Samsung gets theirs from ARM and Cherry’s is from MediaTek. But, of course, the most important question is: “Does it make a difference?”
To be honest? Not really. Both chips utilize a Powerlogic GPU bringing them down to a relatively even field. Unless you’re playing the most demanding of games at the most stunning of quality, you won’t even notice a difference.
In terms of the more obvious, S4 sports a Full HD, 5.0”, Corning, 441ppi, AMOLED touchscreen. Omega has a Full HD, 5.7”, Dragontrail, 386ppi, IPS touchscreen. Technical terms aside, the difference here may be a bit more obvious. The Omega may have a bigger screen, but its colors won’t be as sharp as the S4’s. Again, though, this difference may not even be too noticeable for most people.
Overall, the Cherry phone isn’t actually so bad. If you’re desperate for cutting edge, top-of-the-line equipment and have the cash to burn, then by all means get the S4. But if you want a similar—slightly watered-down—experience, then get yourself the Cherry Omega HD 2X. You really won’t regret it.
Twice Shy
I don’t believe it. Here I am sitting casually by the window of my favorite cafe, when who of all people would decide to suddenly walk in? Her.
Well—despite the terrible timing of all of this—at least I get the opportunity to see her again. To be honest we’ve only ever met in passing, having a chat every once in a while, so we’re really just acquaintances at the moment. The keywords being, of course, ‘at the moment.’ I swear I am going to make that change. Today. Really, I am. I just need to get up from my seat, walk over, and strike up a meaningful conversation. Just need to get up.
Dammit.
Well one thing’s for sure, sitting here is not helping things out. Frankly I’m just reminded of all the things that make her seem so wonderful to me: Like the way her hair falls on her shoulders and frames her face so perfectly, or the feeling I get when she looks at me with her beautiful brown eyes. Heck, I’m even reminded of her adorable squeak of a laugh, and the way her nose scrunches up ever so slightly when she does. Even when she- Okay, I’m stopping this train of thought. It’s really not helping.
Seriously, the solution to my woes is as simple as getting up and approaching her. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? It’s not like she’s going to eat me or anything… right? Then again, what if she just turns me down flat. Just like that. In front of everyone. That would be embarrassing. Oh, that’s just ridiculous.
I suppose it’s now or never. I get up from my seat and start to walk… towards the bathroom.
What is my problem?!
As a matter of fact, what the heck am I even so afraid of? I’m a nice guy. Funny, smart, dare I say likeable even. That’s it. That settles it. The moment I leave this bathroom, I am going straight for her table. I take a breath and, with renewed vigor, push open the door and-
…
Where’d she go?
Well—despite the terrible timing of all of this—at least I get the opportunity to see her again. To be honest we’ve only ever met in passing, having a chat every once in a while, so we’re really just acquaintances at the moment. The keywords being, of course, ‘at the moment.’ I swear I am going to make that change. Today. Really, I am. I just need to get up from my seat, walk over, and strike up a meaningful conversation. Just need to get up.
Dammit.
Well one thing’s for sure, sitting here is not helping things out. Frankly I’m just reminded of all the things that make her seem so wonderful to me: Like the way her hair falls on her shoulders and frames her face so perfectly, or the feeling I get when she looks at me with her beautiful brown eyes. Heck, I’m even reminded of her adorable squeak of a laugh, and the way her nose scrunches up ever so slightly when she does. Even when she- Okay, I’m stopping this train of thought. It’s really not helping.
Seriously, the solution to my woes is as simple as getting up and approaching her. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? It’s not like she’s going to eat me or anything… right? Then again, what if she just turns me down flat. Just like that. In front of everyone. That would be embarrassing. Oh, that’s just ridiculous.
I suppose it’s now or never. I get up from my seat and start to walk… towards the bathroom.
What is my problem?!
As a matter of fact, what the heck am I even so afraid of? I’m a nice guy. Funny, smart, dare I say likeable even. That’s it. That settles it. The moment I leave this bathroom, I am going straight for her table. I take a breath and, with renewed vigor, push open the door and-
…
Where’d she go?
The Purpose of the Vault
This blog has one very simple purpose. I like writing. I really do. People say I'm good at it and I'd like to think that I am.
So of course, I would have written things as either practice or just because and those things are going to need a home.
Enter the Vault.
This blog is here to keep all my writings, big and small as a sort of archival site. If you've stumbled across this blog randomly or clicked a link from oe of my profiles across the internet, please go ahead and take a look. It's free. I do hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you.
So of course, I would have written things as either practice or just because and those things are going to need a home.
Enter the Vault.
This blog is here to keep all my writings, big and small as a sort of archival site. If you've stumbled across this blog randomly or clicked a link from oe of my profiles across the internet, please go ahead and take a look. It's free. I do hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you.
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