Ok, I didn't go to school. Woke up at 13:30, ate.
Then I started listening to music and doing my german homework. Lots and lots of grammatic.
Fatboy Slim - Drop The Hate
I'm not the kind of a person who writes diaries. Everything I write seems lame. My life is lame (?)
Did I actually use a questionmark. Nah.
BUT I want to write about music. I hope when u read, its boring. I get this weird satisfaction when I see boredom on peoples faces. Also I hope you dont understand shit. Then I feel cool.
Fatboy Slim (born Quentin Leo Cook on July 31, 1963, also known as Norman Cook) is an English musician in the dance music genre. His style is known as big beat, a combination of hip hop, breakbeat, rock, house and rhythm and blues. He stopped using "Quentin" and began calling himself "Norman" long before he adopted any other pseudonym.
The neighbours I used to have, they had a son called Norman. There was something wrong with him because he threw cutlery out of the window on weekends. Dunno.
I love that Fatboy mixes blues, hiphop and house. That's what makes him special.
Now it's almost 16 and I really need some chocolate. It's a 50/50 change that Ill ACTUALLY put on make up etc etc etc and go out...but u never know. At least I dont.
I have this interview thing with a band tomorrow. Currently the most famous boyband in Estonia.
I dont know much about them. I have to come up with some really neat questions.
Chocolate...
I listened to this old track -- Chicane "Love On The Run"
was good
It's so cold in here right now. It's supposed to be 28c but it feels like 8.
My mother is at home. We all know what that means.
White Town - Your Woman
I like the fact that he's indian. Kewl. Reminds me of this indian guy who stalked me in Mustam�e. I called a cab and I stood on the pavement yeah, and he walked pass me...like erm...17 times. Probably thought I was a hooker or smth. Well sorry.
Plus he didn't sing "Your Woman".
Blah.
Ok seriously, Im gonna go and buy that damn chocolate now.
I hope its warmer outside now. Yesterday was cold...and the day before yesterday...actually the last time it was warm was in august.
Yippi for Estonia.
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I really DID go out and buy chocolate, plus coconut ice cream. I ate all of it at once. Damn I felt like shit afterwards. Coconut was practically coming out of my nose (G, I kinda hope it was coconut).
There was a guy with a really funny haircut on the bus. He came in, sat down and looked at me.
I closed my eyes.
Listened to the music. I opened my eyes and he was still looking at me. How big is the possibility that he wasn't looking at me the whole time and he turned his eyes to me at the SAME moment that I opened mine? In that case...he probably thought I was an effin pervert who could not take her eyes off of him.
Back to his haircut - he somewhat reminded me of an egg with a wig. Made me think of omelettes. In Turkey I ate omelettes that weren't cooked properly. I don't know if they were supposed to be super healthy or something like that...but it was more like eating pieces of ham in warm egg-soup. Has somebody ever tried? I don't recommend.
Anyway, the egg-man...if i would get an electric shock (like in that mel gibson movie) ...and me and that egg-guy would change bodies ...then besides the fact that i would lose my Ipod (id be DOOMED)...I would also get a funny -egg with a wig- haircut. The point is...that I would be SO ashamed. I would wear hats. All the time.
But there he was, looking happy and healthy (guess he tried turkish omelettes or smth) and he didn't feel akward at all. And I thought...THANK YOU GOD for not giving me an electric shock that would make me and egg-man change bodies. And I didn't think it because I would be too sad to lose my Ipod...NO, I thanked god, because i dont want egg-man to feel bad and ashamed about his hair. So you see. I am a really nice person.
Over and out for tonight.
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NjamNjam
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
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