Sunday, June 12
i am fucking living the very fucking best of my ever-ed life.even bad hair looks like sex hair,and dowdy shirts looks so stunn!
THREE STRAIGHT DAYS OF HELLYAYNESS JAMMOINGG !!!!!111oneone
we're going hell good.everything fits.lesser mistakes ever,just 112032464124565461 funness! i'm gonna say ADIOS to the clingy unlikely mic,well,for a long,long while because drumming's the best bet EVER.Nail the beat the crash and the rumble and everything else falls into place.see,i'm starting to realize that FUN makes everything easier to withstand or overcome.we barely made mistakes during the plays,and better yet we fit in our own taste to our own songs.And this,i swear,can go on forever and ever and EVER,for until the world collapses into pieces!
broke-ness aside,i would even beg for 21324541453464 more jamming sessions as hell good as these!
forget the eyeliner,the black nails,the band shirt,the cool shoes,the hot pants,the emo jet black hair,cute panties,sex boxers or even the comfort bra ! just sex the best-qualitied instruments!you'll get the BEST jam session.-okay,maybe this is too drastic but,STILL!
i'd say three cheers for OSD's comeback,DEFINITELY.boy,those two ns counterparts are oh-so-gonna-be proud of US. :DDDD
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so i jammed till about four and then i had to head off to this not-so-close cousin's wedding.i didn't have the time to change to i went straight,since it's near.and my mom gave me the third degree for the clothes and the instruments HAHA.some oldies thought i was some jiwang songstress and they requested i sang Belaian Jiwa at that very moment(to fill the wedding atmosphere,like whoa.-__-)but of course i didn't.Frogs might just profusely fall from the sky even before the first note!- -
so since the whole wedding ceremony is over,i decided i helped dismantle the lightings since i know the precautions and stuff about them but i did the most fatal-stupid thing : i didn't turn off the main power so yeah,kinda burned my hand. 8o| when i finally finished the lights and the wires,i proceeded for the curtains.god.they were nailed into the ceiling that i had to climb up a longer ladder AND use the hooky part of hammer.and when my mom saw what i was doing,she screamed like crap cos see,i was the only jean-wearing human and girl on a ladder up above the floor.-__-" still,i got paid.unexpected.thirty dollars' quite a biggy for the simple job.so yeah then here i am, recollecting my moments of living for past days.
thanks for screwing your eyes and wasting ten years reading this. :D
