because of you.

i find myself time and time again, listening to the same song, so the lyrics are permanently imprinted into my brain.

for instance, in the past week, i have heard the song 'Because', not the hidious song by Jessica Maulboy(im sorry to all her adoring -young- teenybopper- fans out there, but its ever so true) , but the song by the most influencial band to come out of the UK, the ever so wonderful, The Beatles.

the song is basic, but basic is hard to interpretate.

so if your a decoding maniac, please dont hesitate to let me know.

excuse me, awha?

fight for your right, to par-tay.

the weekend just gone, my good friend zarnie threw a genre party. this meant each person was to dress up as a stereo typical genre.

the list was; electro, grunge, scene, hippy, mod, nerd and goth.

note: dont try to interact or have a decent conversation with an electro kid, they can only hear their electro bass music.

maths, to perfume

Like most days of the week, I find school pointless and frankly a waste of time. My maths teacher doesn’t even flinch when I arrive to class, sit down and pop out the novel perfume. I find it disappointing that I have so much control over him. His an older, wiser human being. I don’t see why he cannot control my actions I portray towards the class.

my question is,what is maths?
To me it’s a pointless class in which you’re taught about the length of a triangle, or the appropriate equation for trigonometry. Why sit there and listen to words that aren’t even in a teenager’s jargon, when you can be reading up on how to produce the perfect scent for a new and improved perfume.

Staying on the perfume track..In case you are literarily retarded, or too lazy to pick up a book once and a while, perfume is a novel written by a german writer who goes by the name of Patrick Suskind.
*Cleary changing the subject for a tiny second*
Wikipedia is one of my main sources of ‘easy access’ information. So clearly this information I will be providing you with, may be incorrect.

anyhow,i typed in perfume (novel) in Wikipedia, and yes I got the write book, thank god. I read the information given about the plot, characters and what not. obvious headings for a B grade encyclopaedia. However when I scrolled my pet mouse down the page, I came across a very strange one line piece of information. It was written under the heading ‘Adaptations’. This information gave reference to a certain goth gone electro musician if you wish to give him that label. It stated 'Marilyn Manson credits this book as one of the inspirations behind the title of his second album, Smells Like Children'.

You sicken me you blood-sucking-cock-munching-cross-dressing-vampire.
this album name, gives reference to a scene at the beginning of the book, in which im not going to dribble on about. you will just have too read it for yourself.

All in all, if your a fan of brewing up a flask of your own perfume, or just up for a bit of the old stab stab murder, then i highly suggest you skip down to your local book shop THE KNOWN WORLD * Cough* and purchase yourself a copy. Yet again, if your too darn lazy too read, rent the movie.

sorry for skipping from one subject to another. i cant stand maths.

steaming..

to my knowledge, i think i may have a slight obsession with tea cups and little coffee mugs. i drink from them everyday, so i guess you could say they are family...long lost family?

oh baby

do you remember the days when taking a sexual, or highly fake photo of yourself was a chore.

even getting ready for your 'close up' took time and commitment.
you really had to prepare yourself.

1-the make up; girls really thrived to acheive perfect eyelashs. even if it did mean clogged lashs.
2-the perfect hair; whether it be straighter than a horse mane, or wild and beast like, aka curly.
3-camera positioning; statistics say that 75% of people take the photo from a higher perspective. 25% take it from below. note: this achieves a unwanted double chin.
4- the famous pout; the pout really makes or brakes the photo. you could either wing it, and get it all wrong and look like you have a facial disfiguration, or you are one of the lucky ones and you were born with it.
either way, you are going to produce a shitty photo of yourself.
so i suggest you leave it to the younger generation.

here i have provided you with example of my friend and i, TRYING to achive a pouty mc pout

photo.

*the statistics i have provided you with are faulse. i am sorry for this inconvenience

p.s the peace sign is another family favourite.