Meh..

reena the hot colleague YY, little miss rgs winning smiles the most annoying guy you will ever meet the most annoying guy eating a crunchie on a train after swimming we go...

muahahaha!! my pedalboard. maybe i have a soft spot for women on piano. and if she is vocally blessed too, even better. AND if she plays jazz or blues, i'd give up my balls to have a shot at her (ok maybe not).. guess that must be the reason why i'm currently addicted to diana krall's music. 'willow weep for me' and 'love me like a man' are my favourites, and without surprise, they're always set on loop. my only gripe about her is that she does not write original material. take 'love me like a man' for example. it was originally done by the dixie chicks. krall only jazzed it up. but a commendable effort nonetheless. though i'd love to see more of her doing original material.

taken in public transports while on the way to school, inside labs and classes, around campus and gramps' house

liyana and me yay i'm behind these two lovebirds

just now, i saw serena, outside st. hilda secondary. she was with her cell group friends. she looks hot. she waved at me. i stopped in my tracks. she looks hot. she then said, 'aiya he dont wanna wave back'. then i waved back. she looks hot. i walked pass her. she is hot..

just 20 hours more to total bliss. just 1200 minutes until the confetti falls. just 72000 seconds to supreme enjoyment. coz it's the holidays babeh!! YEAH!!!!!

it's gonna be 3 weeks of voluntary mugging @ campus. and i'll have to drag nas and yusof along coz i want them in my class next year. they've been doing badly for their everything, so i hope that they would do well in the final exam; so can at least pull up a grade or two. yea, that means i'll have to drill them like shit. and i need tiara to drill me in maths; i'm having trouble taming the integration and complex number beasts. i hope wen bao is coming too. i need him to drill me in PEEE. so, i'm expecting a whole lot of drilling this hols. yay.

now's it's two jams a week. it's making me poor. sometimes i just dont see the point in jamming. cramped into a 2x2 room. barely enough room to move about in. everything's so loud it makes your ears ring afterwards (but thank god for earplugs). the shitload of junk i have to carry to each session. arms aching after everything. bleah.. but i do noe why i keep doing it. it's the probably the high i get after playing a tight number. if everyone plays well, then you'll sound good. coz even if one guy cocks up, then whole sound would be messed up. i guess the satisfaction of making it as a team makes those six dollars worth while.

photos courtesy of nas

i need a haircut.

ooouh... ahhhhhh.... bleah!! yeap

i realise that i have spent more than $600 on guitar junk. i feel so lost.. that money could have gone towards a stephen king novel, lunch at breeks, a paco de lucia album, a shopping spree at peninsula and mayb still have enough for vitamin C tablets! ok who am i kidding. no regrets =)

never did i realise that flamenco would ever appeal to me. but after borrowing al demeola, john mclaughlin and paco de lucia's colaboration on 'friday night in san francisco', i was totally hooked on the flamenco-influenced jazz tracks