Thursday, July 16, 2009

Noise. Just Plain Noise.

It's like what, midnight and my bloody housemate is still trying to shake the ground with her bloody stereo system and she's either singing along or its a really really bad recording. AND SHE'S BLOODY SINGING THE SAME FUCKING LINE OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!
CHEEBYE KIA SIBEH DULAN BEH TAHAN KAOLAT.








Saturday, July 11, 2009

Such Rubbish.

I was supposed to go back to Ipoh yesterday evening.
Then some shit happened and i ended up going back this morning(which translates to the afternoon in my mom's side of the family language).
I'm going back to KL tomorrow evening, which should be translated as night. -.-

I don't think i'm the only one who thinks that repeating only one subject for the whole semester is complete and utter bollocks.
But what can be done? Shit happens.
So mom's telling me to quit. In an almost demanding tone.
What did i say?
Shit happens.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Fast Talkin'.



.... I guess this is one of those nights where you lie awake wondering whether its worth it all. And how much you think you can last. And how much more can you stretch yourself.




Sunday, July 5, 2009

Extras.

Sometimes i feel like i'm always the one doing the extras.
Going the extra mile.
Making the extra effort.
Getting the extra disappointment.


I'm back in KL. It feels good... Then bad. Then all just fucking weird.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Part 2.

So i woke up from another dream today. The same happenings, the same feeling, though more or less... Explicit.
Eventhough the main content of it was the same, the setting was different.
I was somewhere else with someone else.
This is too weird i'm scaring myself.


I hope i get to go back this Friday.
Superdad is now Supergrumpy.



And they said i don't talk to them enough.


The Sims 3 is really happerning.
Hahahaha, my family now has 3 children...
Sigh*
I have no life.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Feindish.

I woke up from a rather peculiar dream this morning. It wasn't a nightmare at all, yet i'm afraid of it happening. Deep down i know it can happen. I know i would have the tendency to.
I can't tell you what happened though.
Oh well.



They say that your thinking matures with age.
I have a father who defies all the odds.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

What Irony.

When i don't practice, they ask me why i'm called a musician.
WHEN I DO PRACTICE, THEY SAID I'M DISTURBING SOMEONE'S NAP.







WHAT THE FUCK???!!