Sunday, August 22, 2010

Smoke and Cigarettes

I used to walk around wearing this big junk of words strung into a very meaningful sentence inside my head and it goes like this:



Especially the inconsiderate ones who smoke without a care in the world and forgetting that there are other non-smokers out there, sitting around them, trying to enjoy their damn meal! The worst is if you have a chain smoker right in the next table to you. Ugh!

But then I thought, that's not fair, some smokers are actually quite nice people. Yet I would still try my best to stay away whenever they bring out a cigarette. So I decided, that I would change the previous junk of words and reform it. It's now:


First off, the smell, GAWD the smell. It ranges from light to really pungent, but the smell is something I come to hate and wish it'd disappear forever. Not only that, the smoke smell would weave its way through my hair and cling to it. And I have such long hair which makes it even worse. I could smell the smoke in my hair even after I've walked away from the danger zone an hour or two before. I hate it when I have already washed my hair that day with nice smelling shampoo and conditioner, to only have it ruined by the pungent smell of cigarette smoke later in the day.

Also, if your solution for me is to wash my hair again, I will tell you why I don't want to go through the hassle. First, washing hair everyday makes my hair dry and it'll look like a mess of straw. Second, the smell does not go away even after I wash, rinse, and repeat. IT STICKS LIKE FREAKING SUPER GLUE. Usually I would need to wait until the smell wears off. It can stay on the whole day! This is one big factor that contributes to my hating cigarettes.

Another thing why I hate cigarettes, is that the second hand smoke can be more dangerous as the first hand. Simply put, to smokers out there, other people smelling your cigarette smoke that you puff/exhale out would be more likely to die faster than you! If you want to ruin your lungs, go ahead and do it, but please don't drag other people along with you. Be responsible, people! And when I hang out with smokers or have to share a place with smokers, my throat starts building up phlegm and I detest that feeling.

This next section of the rant is quite harsh as it is aimed not at the substance (cigarettes), but at particular users (smokers). Those of you who think smoking a cigarette is hot/cool/impressive, you need to find something new to impress people with. You only turn out to be smelly and your surrounding stinks; which means people (most probably girls) stay away from you. AND looking at the one you want to impress with a cigarette in your mouth will not make anyone normal melt at the sight of you!

If I could have a few wishes, one of them would be to wish cigarettes out of existance. OUT OF EXISTANCE!!!

Sigh, I will try to go wash the smell off my hair now.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack Johnson

Jack Johnson is just awesome. His lyrics mean a lot, his melodies are cool. GO LISTEN TO THE SONG!!!

Now I was sitting waiting wishing
That you believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd see the signs
But Lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool
Learning loving somebody don't make them love you

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?

I sing ya songs I dance a dance
I gave ya friends all a chance
Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you
And maybe you been through this before
But it's my first time
So please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you

I can't always be waiting waiting on you
I can't always be playing playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But it's not my scene
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down
Well I'm already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting

Well if I was in your position
I'd put down all my ammunition
I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long
But Lord knows that I'm not you
And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?
No I can't always be waiting waiting on you
I can't always be playing playing your fool, fool