Friday, July 20, 2007

time is running out

i don't know why i had to sleep alot these few days. i wished i was like last time i can go on with a few days without sleep. maybe because of the stress is killing me. test comming and exams! omfg. and my this school of rock thing. band! anyway mark let me listen to this song yesterday and i find it damn nice. Your Guardian Angel by red jumpsuit apparatas .

sometimes its pretty irritating when i tried to strecth my vocal range and some people just like to make fun of it. my throat is fucking pain now because i aready like strain it and making fun of it is not gonna help. i got to sing more, but its just not happening because its being brought down with bad remarks. i don't even know if there is a slight improvement or not because its always the same three words "ming don't sing" being aready so stress up wif my fucking project and things are going worse because tml is the reharsal for zero to hero. our 2nd song isnt ready because the band can never be together to plan properly . if u don't realise i just hate it when people go in the jamming room where ever it is and just whack themsleves . i mean its like fucking noisy la.. the purpose is to play together wad. if play for awhile yur own its okay but all the way wasting time and not getting things done is fucking irritating.

if i had knew longer i would had join rex band to play guitar. because everyone there is aready that level so its more challanging to like improve. i mean the way i see it they are way more fucking serious about playing music. always just wanna improve and improve . not individual but as a band. recently i just asked hakim to handle whatever band i am in. cause its very stressful la to keep reminding all and decide what songs to play as a band. i just wanna perform in gigs someday. but haiz.. i just dun have this burning desire from my bandmates. there is always a fire inside me to just like fuck care everything and just play music. all that i ever wanted was a band that who rock together for life.

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