I want to punch u. *punches* okay.
so wats the deal? I log into blogger and nothing happens. and i have to log in twice. think about my poor fingers.
nothing's more satisfying than finishing all ur weekend homework in 10mins in the morning. nothing kills the satisfaction more than the thought of stepping out of the house.
nothing decreases the de-satisfaction by a bit than the thought of the sweet sweet angpao.
i havent opened any yet, mind you. im gonna wait for a special moment where the thought of "im freakin rich" sinks in. or when im not too lazy. *yawn*
yesterday I went to jenn's house for band practise. band practise isn't band practise when it's not band practise with a band practising with bass, guitar and a drum set. all we had was a classical and an electrical guitar.
but we didn't throw ourselves off a building now, did we?
instead we sang while Joy played guitar (and dammit shes good) and tried to write a song. the singing worked, in a way. the writing failed. all we had was joy's spiffy guitar-melody-whatumightcallit-thing.
but we didn't slit our wrists, did we?
so i have come to the conclusion that Joy shall be lead guitar, I shall be rhthym and possibly vocals and Jennifer shall be the drummer without drums. let's use pails. anyway, with that said you guys should notice that
WE NEED A BASSIST.
Which means. the dream has to wait.
BUT I WILL CARRY ON!!! and not give up! and not get all depressed and start eating detergent. RIGHT-HANDED SALAD-BOWL SHALL PREVAIL. muaaaaahahhahahahaAAA.
nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnah.
anyway in the meantime joy's gonna write songs. and so am i. hopefully by next band prac we got material to brag about.
i gotta do a lit poem. mrs ng says dont "DO LOVE" so i shall DO LIFE.
waaaaaaaaaaaasssup?