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27 August, 2005
Oompa Loompa Doompadee Doo
Biarlah..
Orang-orang macam aku bahagia
Orang-orang macam aku merdeka
Tutup mata
Buka mata sakinah
Dalam lena
Dalam jaga sakinah..
Hidup mati rock!! Haha.. Yeargh. Aight. I'm in another state of a new dimension. Cuz when I thought dat Malay music suck...like dude, I was freaking wrong! They totally rock! Yearh, who would have thought dat not only English rock music rock my life, ol' skool Malay rockers rawWwk..! Ok, so here's how it goes. Yesterdae after Fridae prayers (yes i DID go for Fridae prayers!), reached home in a hurry cuz I was kinda late for tha band. SO I quickly changed. When I was about to switch on tha radio for some music, I came across dis pile of old cds. There were bands like Search, Wings, XPDC, yada yada.. I thought who would be stoopid enuff to listen to Malay songs..but then after listening to dis song from XPDC (Sakinah), I realised dat I was tha stoopid one for not listening to dat kind of music..! I was like, "Holy meatballs! Why didn't I listen to them from tha start..?!" Hehe. So, dat's why I was LIL' bit late for band. I tuned in to another 4 songs..when suddenly my alarm clock ALARMED me. So I had to rushed to skool without taking my lunch.. Teehee.
Aight. So I reached skool at 3. It was for tha rehearsal. Went to tha music room and I was shocked dat I was tha only percussionist there. Then I did my wristworks and normal strokes. Felt different there. So little people around. Then practiced Can't Take My Eyes Off You. I played like no mood like dat. Haiz. I must improve my strokes. They creeped. After some practices, I brought out Drumline and watch it in tha music room. I thought I wanna watch it alone so I could catch tha rhythms..but since there're so many people in tha room..it's no sin to share rite..? = ) Dude, dat drummer got an extra teeny beloonie attitude. Yearh, dat makes him suck. So cocky. But hey, let's look on tha bright side. He played dis waltz rhythm without looking at tha score...cuz he can read a score..! He actually memorised tha whole shit! Man, his rolling was like a buzzing bee. Smooth. And mine's like a freakin construction site. A noize pollutant!
Ok, so I wanna be like him. A drum major who plays drums. Maybe we'll do drumline on next year's cca open house..? Hah! Get real..! Back to yesterdae's story. We played alrite. I only blew a couple of shit fills. It's not easy, man. My arms all tired after tha ensemble.. Ouh whut-tha-heck! Dis is Zakaria. And watever I wanna do..I'll juz have to put my heart in it and hell, I CAN DO IT! Yeargh! Dat's tha freaking spirit! So despite my tired arms and a slight sprained on tha wrist, I hit tha bullseye on every drum heads. Dat's wicked.. Finished everything at 0645pm. Checked out at 7. I brought home a marching snare. And so did Naqib. Its for RSS drumline. Hehe. Elmo brought home his cymbals so he could practise tha cymbal dance..hehe. Anywae, thanx Elmo for dat 7-up. I really owe u one.
Got a hair cut dis morning. Quite short, but I like it. Now it's so cooling.. Dis Monday's gonna be my last paper. A Math. Shitz. My weakest subject. Juz expect tha worst to come.. Until next time. Wish me luck. I need it. Peace. = )
reminisced;
- 1:45 PM
