A LowB World

Saturday, August 28, 2004


...My tongue -.-

Mr. See owned a saw.
And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw.
Now See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw
Before Soar saw See,
Which made Soar sore.
Had Soar seen See's saw
Before See sawed Soar's seesaw,
See's saw would not have sawed
Soar's seesaw.
So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.
But it was sad to see Soar so sore
Just because See's saw sawed
Soar's seesaw!


My new cellphone has a "record voice" function... so I played around with it.

I recorded and then played my voice.

Shock and horror! How terrible it was! Have you ever wondered? Was I self delusional? How come the voice I think I hear when I speak sounds so different from my recorded voice?

When I spoke, I thought I spoke decent english... but the recorded voice sounded really bad... really honkie and not cool at all.

I'm going to work on my voice all the time now by speaking and then listening to what I sound like... I have to rid my voice of the malignancy that has silently overtaken my life. This is war.