Sunday, October 01, 2006
Okay
Okay. I shall now allow myself two hours a day to feel sorry for myself, inclusive of crying/tearing/emo-ing.
Okay. I've stopped chasing a dream that'll never come true. Well, I know it's never gonna come for me, so why keep dreaming?
Now back to some not-so-emo shit. I found out that I can create pretty nice beats and beatbox them. But of course, not as nice as Sgt. Jack MY Lee. Aman can make a better snare than me. I can make nice scratching, turntable and echo sounds. My bass is strong. I specialize in 808.
I'm addicted to Bleach...It's so friggin cool. It owns Naruto.
Oh, yes. My new spectacles look kinda good. But of course, I
have been known to have bad taste. Here's the brief description of it: The front is transparent dark red, kinda like Cyclop's visor, with half(or more of three quarter)-rim. And the two thingies which you put over the ear are a nice colour between red and maroon. Oh, just see it on Monday.
Oh, wow. I just found out two seconds ago that I can snap my fingers.
AND...
I'm screwed for History paper. To make my last History paper the most memorable, I shall answer most honestly for it. Like, I have no idea.
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