Tuesday, April 28, 2009

I don't understand...?

Why can't you learn from your mistakes? Why must you always be so deteriorative of what ever I do? Why can't I live by my way and you do for yourself?

When I say "no one is perfect" it means no one. Please! Cue the word NO ONE, how is that ever smart of you adding an "except you" after I finish my sentence?

Trust comes at a certain level, yes, but a life without trust is like putting anyone in utter despair. Now just because you've never gone through these, or if I must say, jealous that I'm going through it, doesn't mean you could tear it apart and shove it into my face.

Picture someone who just builds something in your room without asking for your consent or let alone OPINION? I'm sure you'd make a hell out of noise I wouldn't even wanna hear cause it mutts out utter disgust in me.

I have the ugliest fan attached on my ceiling now and with the utter brainless thought of having it for your convenience when it is my room. How is it convenient when even as I am taller than you I can't even reach the toggle to switch on the fan? Just to turn on a fan I have to stand on a stool, I know I'm short, but you're shorter. Convenient? I beg to differ.

Morning happens every 24 hours, so does this mean at every 24 hour interval I'd have to hear your sick pathetic nag when I just woke up not doing anything as blur as a blardy cow?

If you're having PMS, it doesn't bug me as much as it would, but please, a little consideration here, I am trying to sleep, you say I don't get enough, and yet you're not letting me. PMS doesn't happen every single day. Even a kid aged 10 knows better.

So please, hear out the young minds, cause even if you think we are still inexperienced, we could be half a million times more advanced than you.

No I am not pointing fingers, so take this as a starting point or a turning point for that matter to hear us out.  I do greatly apologise for the harsh words used, cause it seems that without them I can't emphasise enough on how bad this is turning, but if you must, you can carry on being the same, cause others can see from afar what's happening.

So please! Cause honestly, I don't understand!


Thursday, April 23, 2009

Introduction to the Farwie Scale

I feel random so:

What is the Farwie Scale?
Farting Howie Scale or Farwie Scale is a whole new measurement system for the sense of smell. 

What and How are the scales being utilised?
A random number from 1-10 will be given and/or judged by the person next to you based on your fart's methane exposure level. 
For silent farts - where silent is deadly, the measurements can fall above danger levels (currently 18) where a whole new level of scale is introduced from 20-25, anything higher than that and you're in for therapy.

Critiques...
Some might say it is a scale based on high random and systematic errors, but little as many know, they are prone to the higher capability of hallucination.

What are the derived units of Farwie and it's unit?
Farwie's unit is a combination of
- The acceleration of the fart - ms^-2
- The pressure of the fart - N/m^2
- The thermodynamic temperature of the fart - K
- The gravitational force acting upon the object - g

Therefore forming N [ms^-2 + N/m^2 + K + g (do the math for me, I'm lazy)] where N is a number.

What's your point?
I am jobless


Thursday, April 16, 2009

Scholars and Wha?

Know that saying - Everyday is a new day?

Yeap, I've been adhering it to my everyday life since last year. It's not as easy as it sounds, takes a bit of everything. Especially when some of the unexpected happened the day before, but hey, it's doing ok for me. I kinda like that idea tho it is not always applicable. 

It seemed like it was just yesterday, I was at Keefe's place preparing for a new acoustic cover and it's yet again a Friday in about 2 hours time. I'm loving the fastness of weekdays.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

You ought to know that...

...I had enough of the shits and what not;
...I am tired of people misinterpreting what I say and approach it differently.

But who am I to say anything...

...therefore I have "no comments".

Thursday, April 9, 2009

3 Days + 3 Days + …

Songwriting isn't coming you can do out of the blues just with a snap of a hand. Let alone having write something that best suits you.

Over the previous years on my songwriting experience, be it thinking of verses or finding the suitable chorus, personal experience always beats random titles. The previous 14 songs were just a flow, but I decided to try a random title recently, something that doesn't involve anything I went through, been through, seen, felt, experienced firsthand, taste, etc etc... 

Result: 3 days of writing blah lyrics + 3 more days on rewriting and writing from great ideas + 2 more days on thinking of melodic regions + 4 more days on brainstorming blindly nothing for chorus + 6 days on waiting for inspirations + now and later on, what am I gonna do?!