Dear uTorrent,
UTorrent, you are usually so useful like urbanized utensils and I satisfy my shrinked stomach solely on your sweet synthetics. Wait a second; was it too offensive to compare you to stupid household tools such as a dishwasher producing disturbing cracking noise or a printer eating up all my A4 papers available? Sorry, I didn't mean it. You neither upset me with drumming sounds nor waste away my physical properties. However, the problem is that you do upset me and you do squander my things.
One day morning, I woke up painfully with feeling stiff in the shoulders. When I wiped my mouth with my backhand by habit, I found something sticky and stinky at the same time was covering my face very seamlessly. Muttering some swear words to myself, I stood up, picked up my phone, and pushed the unlock button. I looked my cell phone indicating the time with vacant eyes for two seconds, and screamed out crazily for another two seconds realizing that I woke up at 7:50. It was not the reason why I was screaming that I will get a special training soon due to extra three points for being absent for the morning exercise today or that I will get less than half right on the Wordsmart quiz on the first period because I had fallen asleep accidently when I was preparing for Wordsmart quiz yesterday night. I had to print out my journal for British Literature class that counts for more than 10% of my score, and that was the reason why I was screeching for another extra ten minutes while I was waiting for my beat-up laptop to turn on. The tardy booting of my computer made me insane. I was staring at the monitor cupping my chin with left hand and making up a I-WILL-STAB-YOU beat with my right hand scratching and tapping on the desk. Finally, the log-in page occurred, and I typed my password like a Korean progamer playing Starcraft with all possible keyboard shortcuts, and my desktop appeared with Tan-din-don-din-dan noise, the most useless noise in the world to me back then, that used to be a pleasant sound for me until then. When I tried to click my word file icon on my desktop, you popped up in a sudden! Then my computer froze. What I could do was to blame you as badly as I could, again staring at you that showed me how many years and months and weeks that I have to wait to get goat_pooped_on_my_face video.
Don't ask me whether I succeeded to print out my journal before the class, because I know that you devised a scheme with your fellow, the printer. From when have you guys been so close? You guys even don't have any chance to meet each other.
Whatever, it's fine, even though you made me so mad with your talent to pop up, wasted all of my morning time, and finally screwed up my life. I understand you. You wanted to see me so badly that morning, right UTorrent? That was so sweet of you.
Well, sorry for blaming you for my faults. It was all my fault. It was me who waked up late in that morning, it was me who didn't print out my journals the night before, and it was me who wanted you to show up on the screen right away; but, I'll say, it was not my fault what happened the other day.
That day, I was very carefully trying to download a illegal file of the popular film, Sunny. It was my first time to commit a crime, so I was unable to let myself free from guilt. I tried to stop my right hand from clicking the torrent file to make you work with my left hand, but the desire to watch the movie was big enough to give my right hand more strength. I unconsciously gave you a torrent file full of piece of information that included where you should find the peers and seeds to get me a nice one perfect movie, and you did not refuse; you became a partner of mine.
However, I should not have believed you. You leaked my IP address to the rest of the world, and I was nearly caught by the cyber police. Thankfully, I was not arrested thanks to the enormous bulk of people who actually downloaded the file. I was like one out of million.
Well, to say the truth, I had to blame you to make myself feel better, sorry. it was me who committed the crime in the first place, it was me who gave you the rare file, and it was me who was aware of the fact that I am infringing the copyright. However, you admitted to be in the crime so easily, and you made a mistake!
UTorrent, you are such a satisfying, sweet, systematic, special, snug, sincere, and sheer peer; I love you by all my heart even though you do make some mistakes, and I hope you love me back too. Always be my side: at the bottom right side of my laptop.
With love,
Karen
Computers can be annoying, can change your life, and can virtually ruin it if they decide not to cooperate when you REALLY need them. Like during a presentation in front of 500 people if and when Windows decides it needs to update and restart, because God forbid that your computer isn't up-to-date ALL the time.
답글삭제I like Utorrent, and find it very slim and trim compared to most torrent programs. You almost got caught? That requires more detail please. Interesting.
Very nice flow to your writing, but I think you got a bit sloppy as you typed at a faster and faster pace. Lots of grammatical stuff you overlooked, so you should try to re-read and polish. Compared to your other writing, this is a bit touch and go.
Good stuff though.