what kind of stump can you be standing up?
a freaking rose

send revival onto this blog, and it shall be done soon.

common tests are tideous and exhausting. just 5 days only, and i've developed black panda eyes. but i think its a good thing too, cos at least we revise during the holidays. much more fruitful and productive.

bringing little chuck out tmr. bringing him to shang and show him to the laney's there. hope he doesn't freak out. shall introduce him to clarissa too. both in the same band, yet strangers to one another.

i can't play play quick enough during the palm muted part of Makes No Diff.

gotta get myself nylon picks tmr, instead of the lousy plastic ones i'm using now. hate that piak piak sound. shall get my transparent nylon picks after service, and i'd pray i won't keep losing them again. a pick holder would come in handy, maybe not in my case though. maybe i should get a lock strap too.

here's a very faith-filled statement: Where's Jamie will be famous, someday. and we'll all be mature musicians, rocking our ass off even when our bones turn soft and brittle. cos we'll be a sensation.

it takes faith to believe, and it indeed is faith-filled.

get it?