I love my friends. I mean they all are good by themselves, as they are, but when with other friends, they make hilarious pairs. I mean, I crack up all the time when around several people, but when one of thse few is with another, they turn into some of the most comical groups you can imagine.
I laugh so hard.
And my ribs hurt.
May 19, 2011
May 10, 2011
Trig and Manga
Okay well, so much for trigonometric functions. I guess the radians aren't so significant.
NOW, to another subject:
HOW TO DRAW... Manga Eyes.
For those who don't know what manga is, its a style of Japanese drawing. Like Dragon Ball Z, or Pokemon or something... So I spent a couple hours drawing this:
1: Draw the Oval, that will be your eye.
2: Draw a large arch above the eye, but still touching it. And a smaller, thinner arch below. (see above)
3: Fill the Eye in with black, but keep a circle in the top left corner white, and a smaller circle to the bottom right of the first.
4. One curve of the eye will be colored, and is shaped as an arch, but can continue up to the white circles. (see green on above eye)
May 7, 2011
How to Draw... The Hunchback
This new idea, I may start doing, drawing lessons as some of my posts.... So. Today I'll do the Hunchback. This is how you draw a hunchback
1. Draw the head.
2. Draw the shoulders and one arm. Make the crest of the back, sticking out from almost the top of the head.
3. Draw the shape of his shoes (feet), and legs, and the rest of his torso.
4. Draw in his other arm, and some of his details.
5. Draw his facial details.
6. Color
1. Draw the head.
2. Draw the shoulders and one arm. Make the crest of the back, sticking out from almost the top of the head.
3. Draw the shape of his shoes (feet), and legs, and the rest of his torso.
4. Draw in his other arm, and some of his details.
5. Draw his facial details.
6. Color
May 5, 2011
Tiring Day
I've had a stressful and tiring day, so let me fill your drink to the brink, and I'll tell you truthfully (I'm not lying) all about it...
First I woke up, played about 45 minutes of musical stuff on my guitar and piano and then I went to school singing Pop music. Weee eeee eeeeI typed some answers, and then wrote a couple with a pen. Not a pencil. Then almost immediately, it was second period. I then drew the Circle of Fifths customarily with a pen. Not a pencil. I drew D flat kind of badly but oh well.
Then it suddenly was third period. I painted a Godzilla, made of Papier-mâché. No kidding.
And it quickly changed to fourth period, where I was hungry, and finished a Joseph Smith movie.
And without warning it was fifth period, where I saw about 12 rockets explode again, even though we saw it the day before. But he gave up on his project even though the thirteenth one worked. You have no idea what I'm talking about.
And then I had a blueberry and blackberry parfait, but I stashed my spoons and so I had to eat the fruity yogurt using my Frito corn chips.
Then I was outside with a bent metal bar, and I tried to jump rope with it. But it wasn't a rope, and my ankles got grazed. Both of them. I then napped passively at a 30 degree angle with the warm beady sunshine burning my face.
I then ended up in Science where I did a pre-test. Tick-tock Tick-tock Tick-tock RING
And finally 7th period English, where I chatted online with someone sitting right next to me. Even though yesterday I sent her a mustached shark.
Then I took a detour to the buses, and never arrived and ended up watching myself (fat) sing lullabies while surrounded by animals. My sound quality wasn't too good, and the bird that loved me got ran over by a tree.
While waiting to get home, I was separated symmetrically while on a bench and I sang Lion songs with a kangaroo and a monkey. I then got really excited by a flashing blue arrow. It was hypnotizing, but I got chewed out by a janitor.
I then got a ride home from my gangster friends, and I had to sit next to another gangster. I tried to tell him about some rusty pipes sticking out of the ground, but he wouldn't listen.
I got home, listened to some classical music, while viewing last month on the Internet Explorer. And then I ate some biscuits and showed my little brother some car sing-alongs while the rest of my family celebrated the Cinco De Mayo at an elementary school.
Then I went to my backyard and lost my energy on a trampoline. Came inside and then went back out, to chop some weeds.
That's it. And it was all true. Gasp.
First I woke up, played about 45 minutes of musical stuff on my guitar and piano and then I went to school singing Pop music. Weee eeee eeeeI typed some answers, and then wrote a couple with a pen. Not a pencil. Then almost immediately, it was second period. I then drew the Circle of Fifths customarily with a pen. Not a pencil. I drew D flat kind of badly but oh well.
Then it suddenly was third period. I painted a Godzilla, made of Papier-mâché. No kidding.
And it quickly changed to fourth period, where I was hungry, and finished a Joseph Smith movie.
And without warning it was fifth period, where I saw about 12 rockets explode again, even though we saw it the day before. But he gave up on his project even though the thirteenth one worked. You have no idea what I'm talking about.
And then I had a blueberry and blackberry parfait, but I stashed my spoons and so I had to eat the fruity yogurt using my Frito corn chips.
Then I was outside with a bent metal bar, and I tried to jump rope with it. But it wasn't a rope, and my ankles got grazed. Both of them. I then napped passively at a 30 degree angle with the warm beady sunshine burning my face.
I then ended up in Science where I did a pre-test. Tick-tock Tick-tock Tick-tock RING
And finally 7th period English, where I chatted online with someone sitting right next to me. Even though yesterday I sent her a mustached shark.
Then I took a detour to the buses, and never arrived and ended up watching myself (fat) sing lullabies while surrounded by animals. My sound quality wasn't too good, and the bird that loved me got ran over by a tree.
While waiting to get home, I was separated symmetrically while on a bench and I sang Lion songs with a kangaroo and a monkey. I then got really excited by a flashing blue arrow. It was hypnotizing, but I got chewed out by a janitor.
I then got a ride home from my gangster friends, and I had to sit next to another gangster. I tried to tell him about some rusty pipes sticking out of the ground, but he wouldn't listen.
I got home, listened to some classical music, while viewing last month on the Internet Explorer. And then I ate some biscuits and showed my little brother some car sing-alongs while the rest of my family celebrated the Cinco De Mayo at an elementary school.
Then I went to my backyard and lost my energy on a trampoline. Came inside and then went back out, to chop some weeds.
That's it. And it was all true. Gasp.
April 28, 2011
Nothing
I'm not kidding. Nothing
just a psycho evil ball
and that can't dance
so... please help : POEM
If one is to come
and to say goodbye
what is the point?
and what is the why?
If one eats a cone
and the other a knife
which one dies quickest?
who loses their life?
If people are clawing
up a new wall
how many are sane?
how many is all?
Wasn't that poetic?
just a psycho evil ball
and that can't dance
so... please help : POEM
If one is to come
and to say goodbye
what is the point?
and what is the why?
If one eats a cone
and the other a knife
which one dies quickest?
who loses their life?
If people are clawing
up a new wall
how many are sane?
how many is all?
Wasn't that poetic?
April 10, 2011
The effects of DNA
Just because, because what, that's a question so you need a question mark, and that sentence needed a comma, but all of these don't even make sense as one sentence.
And because of the effects of DNA, they started genetically modifying things. Like, uh, carrots. So, they don't grow pointy, like they used too. (That should get the Environmentalists attention)
Now they just grow as little stubby things, that you can fit; like 12 carrots in you pocket. And you can put 10 in your mouth. It's pathetic.
And you can't stab anyone with a bag of carrots. Because it might be empty, and then it just bends.
And they change spiders, to bite people. And they turn into Spider men. And save New York, from nonexistent goblins.
But they might exist if you change the DNA of a... baby rabbit, and mix it's genes with uh... mole rat. And some human traits. And you end up with a goblin.
Dinosauric Nucleic Add-ons. That's DNA. Its what connects our genes with dinosaurs. And sometimes some Aboriginal people get some high doses of DNA and become cannibals. And then they get loose, near your house. And you have to fight them off. With tranquilizers. I am so sorry.
And because of the effects of DNA, they started genetically modifying things. Like, uh, carrots. So, they don't grow pointy, like they used too. (That should get the Environmentalists attention)
Now they just grow as little stubby things, that you can fit; like 12 carrots in you pocket. And you can put 10 in your mouth. It's pathetic.
And you can't stab anyone with a bag of carrots. Because it might be empty, and then it just bends.
And they change spiders, to bite people. And they turn into Spider men. And save New York, from nonexistent goblins.
But they might exist if you change the DNA of a... baby rabbit, and mix it's genes with uh... mole rat. And some human traits. And you end up with a goblin.
Dinosauric Nucleic Add-ons. That's DNA. Its what connects our genes with dinosaurs. And sometimes some Aboriginal people get some high doses of DNA and become cannibals. And then they get loose, near your house. And you have to fight them off. With tranquilizers. I am so sorry.
April 6, 2011
Heliotropes and the like
Sometimes heliotropes are quite bothersome. But aren't we all? Also, I occasionally prepare my speeches in advance, only to find out that no such thing is blothered. Then I said to him, "Peradventure you are departing this mid-evening?" he answered back, "Why rather not? I am but a gentleman." True, how true said the sour kangaroo.
Virus
I had to post this because and Professor T.A Davidson, who has a PhD in virology and works at Harvard, challenged one of my PowerPoint presentations; this presentation was about viruses. So I sent him the PowerPoint, attached with some additional data, and my new malware project.
(I needed to test it somewhere)
And now his computer screen sounds weird. HAHAHAHAHA!
Of course that's not what my post is on today. At least not that kind of virus. Since, I am a technovirologist, I will talk about the living kind of virus. Because I know less about the infecting kind.
So
I have a virus, it has 3 strands of RNA and 3 virions. It's icosahedral and is slowly destroying my stomach. Luckily its not a norovirus. THE END.
Take that...
And don't tap on the glass, or I'll bite your fingers off.
(I needed to test it somewhere)
And now his computer screen sounds weird. HAHAHAHAHA!
Of course that's not what my post is on today. At least not that kind of virus. Since, I am a technovirologist, I will talk about the living kind of virus. Because I know less about the infecting kind.
So
I have a virus, it has 3 strands of RNA and 3 virions. It's icosahedral and is slowly destroying my stomach. Luckily its not a norovirus. THE END.
Take that...
And don't tap on the glass, or I'll bite your fingers off.
April 4, 2011
Scratch
I have been pondering the question, "Why do you have a scratch on your face?"
It's not like I actually have a scratch on my face... but it's still a question I need to answer.
So I came up with a few answers.
Note: ( Q always means "Why do you have a scratch on your face?")
Q:
A: Never mind. But remember; freight trains move faster then humans.
Q:
A: You tell me, you're the one that tipped the building over.
Q:
A: Well, I didn't know that Wolverine could swing so hard.
Q:
A: Well, I was shaving, and my chainsaw slipped.
Q:
A: Because the stupid jerk, sped up instead of slowing down!
Q:
A: Well that's what happens when you hold a grenade too close to your face.
Q:
A: Someone sharpened the piano keys!
Q:
A: I don't know! I was asleep when the ninjas attacked.
Do you like these. I guess they are kinda stupid answers, since nobody believes the truth now-a-days. But they could be much worse.
Thanks for standing up for my face. It's always better then standing on my face.
That can leave some serious facial scars. In the shape of Nike symbols. Which is better than lightning scars on your forehead.
Sorry, I got off topic again.
It's not like I actually have a scratch on my face... but it's still a question I need to answer.
So I came up with a few answers.
Note: ( Q always means "Why do you have a scratch on your face?")
Q:
A: Never mind. But remember; freight trains move faster then humans.
Q:
A: You tell me, you're the one that tipped the building over.
Q:
A: Well, I didn't know that Wolverine could swing so hard.
Q:
A: Well, I was shaving, and my chainsaw slipped.
Q:
A: Because the stupid jerk, sped up instead of slowing down!
Q:
A: Well that's what happens when you hold a grenade too close to your face.
Q:
A: Someone sharpened the piano keys!
Q:
A: I don't know! I was asleep when the ninjas attacked.
Do you like these. I guess they are kinda stupid answers, since nobody believes the truth now-a-days. But they could be much worse.
Thanks for standing up for my face. It's always better then standing on my face.
That can leave some serious facial scars. In the shape of Nike symbols. Which is better than lightning scars on your forehead.
Sorry, I got off topic again.
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