25 August, 2005
Sweet Amber
Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick
She rolls me over 'till I'm sick
She deals in habits, deals in pain
I ran away, but I'm back again - sweet amber/metallica
Hey man. Waddup? It's been quite some time now. 3 weeks? Hah. Sorry. Didn't have tha time to write. Been too buzie. Common Test 3. Yearh. Must study hard liao. Or Astoria will be taken away from me fer good. Man, I dun wanna loose her. She's my one and only... [music brakes] Dude, let's not start a soap opera rite here rite now..aight?
SO i got my Malay results. 32/50. Hah. A B4. SHitz. I knew I could have done better but...hah. Who cares..! Hey. Let's talk serious shit now. I really, REALLY need to buck up. Gotta throw away all those freekie zeekie stuff which is way far not necessary fer from my tiny lil head. Tha thoughts of breaking a world record, playing with Slash on stage, girls.. Gotta stop everything fer now [FULLSTOP]
But one thing to be excused. Tmr teachers' dae rehearsal. Hehe. U noe wad I mean. Gotta focus on my drums too. I'll be whacked to death if I totally ruin everything by giving tha wrong tempo. Shitz. Drums ain't easy man. But people think otherwise. All they could see is dat I'm happily hitting on tha heads of dis thing and I make good music. Well, u thought wrong, Johnny. It's not as simple as it seems. U need to coordinate both ur hands and legs plus ur mind to make things work.. Ding Ding. Does dat ring a bell? Juz wish fer all tha best fer tomorrow, aight kids..
More things to say. But I alwaes miss out my points, or maybe some are better left unsaid.. Ouh hell. Peace to tha power of 69. = )
reminisced;
- 6:45 PM