yeah it's been a month since my last REAL post. hope you've all been doing good, eh? :)
okay i'm as bored as ever now.
there isnt much progress musically cos the band's not meeting as often. we really shouldnt bother Yuji. haha. according to him, sean lost his 'core'. which isnt a bad thing, you know. he's growing as a drummer. i think i should too as a guitarist. hardcore is incredibly limiting but losing it is something else. spices life eh? :)
late nights are awesome, don't you think? the quiet, the serenity, the dim streetlights fighting to illuminate the streets with the light the moon can't give. right.
don't mind me, i'm just looking out my window. and Stars is playing. thanks, adrena. i like them. :)
haha. and apparently, the unmistakable proposal the entire hall heard to Jason Mraz was from Natashia at his concert. haha. i didnt have a clue she was there. of course i didnt. she was on the third floor, i was down on the first. but oddly enough, and don't kill me now nart, but we paid the same price.
i know this has nothing to do with tonight but well, it was amazing. the dude's voice is awesome. its incredibly velvety. and his guitar skills were jaw-dropping. and Toca Rivera's percussions were insane.
well at least now we know who Jason's loudest fan is.
haha. rock on, nart. :)
anyway, i really can't wait to start school again. i've been bumming around so much im losing track of days.
and begining to realise, though i've been constantly told, that there's nothing much to do in singapore.
there's only so much that can entertain you. and you need loads of cash too. before that gets stale too.
but what the hell eh? like andrew mcmahon says in "The Lights and Buzz" it's good to be alive.
and i'm gonna start living. again. well. after i wake in the morning, that is.
im gonna go to bed soon. i'm having friends over early.
ps. i hate local tv. i think you all should be able to empathise. all but the lot of you who don't watch tv. *nudges nash* :)
cheers, all. i'm already falling asleep with Kings of Convenience. nightey night.
here's to a bright, sunny, cheerful tomorrow. or not.
Cashvin. 3/27/2006 02:24:00 AM
my comatose
its far too much for me.
scream.CashvinChristopher
20's not all that bad : finds solitude in the guitar. singing my lungs out. senseless expressive poetry. making a fool of myself. :)