metal baboons

"how was the jam?"

"better than the peanut butter"

hi guys. school's a drag, as usual. many dudes and dudesses fail to do their work. im no exception.

"you have to be consistent"

"i am consistent! consistently bad!"

XD. nice one reynold.

went to jam at moberly for the first time. not bad. just average. they have this big space for us to 'lounge' with extra comfy crumpler bean bags. the drums arent really tuned. and i didnt bother to tune them anyway. so it was just the five of us being wacky, trying out all the different instruments and stuff like that. should have taken pictures but nah, i'd rather play the drums.

went for my first jamming session in like how many donkey years?! it was with dan's friend. and we were playing metallica. metallica. XD. im like. ok. anything man, as long as i get to play. and so we played fuel (which i messed up initially), for whom the bell tolls (which i owned), fade to black ( i improvised the entire thing XD) and the rather infamous master of puppets (my fave).
i made alot of mistakes. so i sucked. but my friend said i was good. so i dunno.

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coincidentally met with karen, angela, timothy (his name's timothy right?) and rain at tiong after gym today. sam didnt go gym cuz of his checkup, the poor sod. hope he's okay. we ate at kopitiam ( i tapao-ed BK) where they kept saying bad things about angela in hokkien. i didnt understand a single word they said. but i didnt laugh even though i felt like it. sorry angela. then she got fed up. so they stopped.

i havent been much creative these days. i dunno. i need juice. inspiration, no? need to read more comics. the sandman, the dark night, lucifer...anything! i just wana draw again. and i get so emo if i cant draw anything. yeah i get emo...abit. but only abit. yeap.

my teacher once told me. a picture paints a thousand words, so if you put pictures in your essay then you dont have to write that much. right. so next time i'll draw something. then i dont have to type so much.

love you...

rock on...