Listening to music with an ear infection is fun. I get double the fun music due to the echo AND at a muted amplitude. Its like a whole sound system gone wrong in my right ear. It only picks up the high frequencies and repeats them at half a note lower. I wish i could record the trippy music in my ear. Sigh another get rich quick scheme down the drains of human rationality.
My Earnosethroat doctor is from hell though. She thinks I should become a druggie or something. After fully cleansing my ears from the shit with like a vacuum cleaner, she concludes my whole internal system is fucked up and i need a lot of drugs. 2 different nasal sprays, twice in each nostril, 4 times a day. Two different pills 3 times a day. 35 drops of liquidy shit 4 times a day. Some powdery shit 3 times a day. Juuuust to avoid the antibiotics. I mean, if this is the price, i'd rather die on the antibiotics then have "half a chance" of getting through on medicine. And after this like 3 page long prescription she still looks at me worrisomely and says hmm maybe you need an operation to remove the fungular testicules in your nasal membrane. Mr Shvizelpofter doesn't like me being sick while operating...it gets too bloody. I'd rather shoot myself then get those nice fungal growths removed from my nose. *pats fungal growths* Nice and fuzzy :)
23.2.04
15.2.04
Hello My treacherous Friends ("Dancing" in Geneva)
Hi, my name is not understandable.
I am, though, to your delight, from Kosovo and speak the two very useful languages of Swytzerdütsch and Albanian. My hobbies are;
Shaking my ass at your friends.
Deep down inside i am a good guy, i guess when i get rid of that raised eyebrow and porn star smile i might be slightly less creepy, but lets take a deeper look into me.
I talk to you because you're the only one who can nearly understand me. Yes the Bern dialect of German is quite sexy i know.
I like the way you insist on me learning English. This skill seems quite trivial to me. Yet I'll tell you a story of how I rented the Titanic and didn't understand a word of it. What? Oh yes, I agree Leonardo DiCaprio is very Heiss.
My family lives in Italy. I don't speak or understand italian though. I'm 20 and my father has sent me to Switzerland to marry. I marry *music loudly interrupts* with collegue's wife *more music* but I come here to party on Valentines day...hahaha.
Do any of your friends speak German? No? Oh thats sad. No one speaks German here, it really surprises me. What? Swiss German is spoken nowhere? Oh, but Albanian 'll get me the chicks.
Those roses you have at your table, I asked your friend if they were for me, she looked at me weirdly. No I didn't take any. hahaha.
You have to go? Aww can we exchange numbers? What, you don't give out your number? No seriously, did you hear my question, I really would like your number. You know, so we can talk and meet up for a coffee. No? Can I give you my number? No? So how will we see each other again? No I don't know what the internet is.
Weidersehen one day...oh okay.
well good bye then. *creepy stare till only german speaking object in the room leaves*.
CLICK! BEEp BEEp BEEp
Hi, my name is not understandable.
I am, though, to your delight, from an African country that I only can pronounce in my own language. I speak French and English though, to your surprise. My hobbies are;
Persuading you that Hip Hop should be your life
Persuading that you want to dance very closely to me
Persuading you that you are the most beautiful person in this room *COUGH HACK*
Deep down inside i am a good guy. I figure with enough persistance you will realise that i'm making the effort to talk to you. I really am impressed by more than what is the visible.
You only like rock? Why are you here? ahh your friends dragged you. Well you don't look like the hip hop type. Do you like Reggae? No? R and B? No? But you're such a nice girl how can this be?
You look Polish. Belgian..ahh so you speak dutch?? So does my younger brother! He spent his school years at holland! Do you want me to get him? Okay one moment. *One moment later*.
*In dutch with strong african accent* You speak dutch? Oh flemish. Nice. *little african quibble between brothers*
So do any of your friends speak dutch? Only you? Ah okay. *looks dissapointed* *leaves*
So do you live here? Where exactly? Aww come on tell me, i'm not going to go there or anything. Far away, oh okay.
So how old are you? 18?? You look at least 20 or 21 my goodness. hahahha
Yeah I'm 20. I work here, a little African grocers with my sister. I have 5 siblings. My parents are divorced.
*Brother comes back*
*In dutch* So do you have a boyfriend? No? how come?? You're a lesbian?? noo you're kidding me...So do you live together with your friends in the same house? Oh okay. You're all Lesbians?!?! No i'm sorry but that is wrong.
*Older brother* What are you saying in dutch? You're scaring him by saying you're what?? *looks very startled* lesbian?? No, no i'm not christian I'm Muslim. Yes God says that a woman is made to be with a man, to love a man. Are you being serious? No? oh okay...(?)
*younger brother in dutch* So, tell me I'm curious. How do you do it with a girl?? No seriously, I don't know hahaha how do you do it? You're not lesbian? what?? oh. Wait a second, you're screwing me over, you're hiding something from me. You have a lot of secrets don't you? Can I know them? Too many of them, I see.
*More conversation in dialect of what is now called Puk*
*Older brother*Do you mind if we talk Puk? Wait i'll talk to him french *long silence as words try to formulate but to no avail* you don't mind? oh okay.
So you like no Hip Hop at all? Busta Rhymes, ahh but they sound like rock sometimes. Outkast? What is this?
*younger brother* Outkast? Yes he knows what it is *Puk*
*Older Brother*Ohh Outkast, yes.
See that tall blonde over there? Yea she plays basketball and hip hop is her life, see how shes going crazy to the music?? Why are you laughing at me? *strange glare* Nooo, i know you're laughing at me. Yes i know you laugh all the time, but this time it was at me.
So what do you say we exchange numbers, you know, meet up have a coffee or tea, have a dinner once? You don't give out your number? Why for? Thats the way you are...noo theres another reason I know there must be, because you're such a nice girl! You are THE MOST BEAUTIFUL girl in this room. You're the one I want. Tough luck? Aww come on I give you my number you give me yours. I'm NOOOT insinuating anything else.hahahaha.
*20 minutes later*
Do you want me to give you my number? You have to leave? Aww okay...well when will we ever see each other again? Its written in the stars..oh okay. So what is my name? (trick question of the century).
Oh, yea I'll see you because you're unique *unconvinced*.
Well if you have to go bye bye. *puppy face eyes*
CLICK! BEEp BEEp BEEp
...And meine singe heisst bob.
I am, though, to your delight, from Kosovo and speak the two very useful languages of Swytzerdütsch and Albanian. My hobbies are;
Shaking my ass at your friends.
Deep down inside i am a good guy, i guess when i get rid of that raised eyebrow and porn star smile i might be slightly less creepy, but lets take a deeper look into me.
I talk to you because you're the only one who can nearly understand me. Yes the Bern dialect of German is quite sexy i know.
I like the way you insist on me learning English. This skill seems quite trivial to me. Yet I'll tell you a story of how I rented the Titanic and didn't understand a word of it. What? Oh yes, I agree Leonardo DiCaprio is very Heiss.
My family lives in Italy. I don't speak or understand italian though. I'm 20 and my father has sent me to Switzerland to marry. I marry *music loudly interrupts* with collegue's wife *more music* but I come here to party on Valentines day...hahaha.
Do any of your friends speak German? No? Oh thats sad. No one speaks German here, it really surprises me. What? Swiss German is spoken nowhere? Oh, but Albanian 'll get me the chicks.
Those roses you have at your table, I asked your friend if they were for me, she looked at me weirdly. No I didn't take any. hahaha.
You have to go? Aww can we exchange numbers? What, you don't give out your number? No seriously, did you hear my question, I really would like your number. You know, so we can talk and meet up for a coffee. No? Can I give you my number? No? So how will we see each other again? No I don't know what the internet is.
Weidersehen one day...oh okay.
well good bye then. *creepy stare till only german speaking object in the room leaves*.
CLICK! BEEp BEEp BEEp
Hi, my name is not understandable.
I am, though, to your delight, from an African country that I only can pronounce in my own language. I speak French and English though, to your surprise. My hobbies are;
Persuading you that Hip Hop should be your life
Persuading that you want to dance very closely to me
Persuading you that you are the most beautiful person in this room *COUGH HACK*
Deep down inside i am a good guy. I figure with enough persistance you will realise that i'm making the effort to talk to you. I really am impressed by more than what is the visible.
You only like rock? Why are you here? ahh your friends dragged you. Well you don't look like the hip hop type. Do you like Reggae? No? R and B? No? But you're such a nice girl how can this be?
You look Polish. Belgian..ahh so you speak dutch?? So does my younger brother! He spent his school years at holland! Do you want me to get him? Okay one moment. *One moment later*.
*In dutch with strong african accent* You speak dutch? Oh flemish. Nice. *little african quibble between brothers*
So do any of your friends speak dutch? Only you? Ah okay. *looks dissapointed* *leaves*
So do you live here? Where exactly? Aww come on tell me, i'm not going to go there or anything. Far away, oh okay.
So how old are you? 18?? You look at least 20 or 21 my goodness. hahahha
Yeah I'm 20. I work here, a little African grocers with my sister. I have 5 siblings. My parents are divorced.
*Brother comes back*
*In dutch* So do you have a boyfriend? No? how come?? You're a lesbian?? noo you're kidding me...So do you live together with your friends in the same house? Oh okay. You're all Lesbians?!?! No i'm sorry but that is wrong.
*Older brother* What are you saying in dutch? You're scaring him by saying you're what?? *looks very startled* lesbian?? No, no i'm not christian I'm Muslim. Yes God says that a woman is made to be with a man, to love a man. Are you being serious? No? oh okay...(?)
*younger brother in dutch* So, tell me I'm curious. How do you do it with a girl?? No seriously, I don't know hahaha how do you do it? You're not lesbian? what?? oh. Wait a second, you're screwing me over, you're hiding something from me. You have a lot of secrets don't you? Can I know them? Too many of them, I see.
*More conversation in dialect of what is now called Puk*
*Older brother*Do you mind if we talk Puk? Wait i'll talk to him french *long silence as words try to formulate but to no avail* you don't mind? oh okay.
So you like no Hip Hop at all? Busta Rhymes, ahh but they sound like rock sometimes. Outkast? What is this?
*younger brother* Outkast? Yes he knows what it is *Puk*
*Older Brother*Ohh Outkast, yes.
See that tall blonde over there? Yea she plays basketball and hip hop is her life, see how shes going crazy to the music?? Why are you laughing at me? *strange glare* Nooo, i know you're laughing at me. Yes i know you laugh all the time, but this time it was at me.
So what do you say we exchange numbers, you know, meet up have a coffee or tea, have a dinner once? You don't give out your number? Why for? Thats the way you are...noo theres another reason I know there must be, because you're such a nice girl! You are THE MOST BEAUTIFUL girl in this room. You're the one I want. Tough luck? Aww come on I give you my number you give me yours. I'm NOOOT insinuating anything else.hahahaha.
*20 minutes later*
Do you want me to give you my number? You have to leave? Aww okay...well when will we ever see each other again? Its written in the stars..oh okay. So what is my name? (trick question of the century).
Oh, yea I'll see you because you're unique *unconvinced*.
Well if you have to go bye bye. *puppy face eyes*
CLICK! BEEp BEEp BEEp
...And meine singe heisst bob.
11.2.04
Everything annoys me
Yes, it is PMS.
Yes, it is Mock Exams.
Yes, I'm dying to hear what anyone has to say to me.
Yes, I love the some people NEVER CHANGE.
Yes, i will never change this horrible sarcastic tone until i get enough sleep and some suitable company
Yes, it is Mock Exams.
Yes, I'm dying to hear what anyone has to say to me.
Yes, I love the some people NEVER CHANGE.
Yes, i will never change this horrible sarcastic tone until i get enough sleep and some suitable company
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