Meh..

I've been trying not to think about it. But.. Today is the the 3rd time this week that I went shisha-ing. The first one was with my band, well actually what's left of it. Tuesday's was with Jyss friends. Today was with my poly buddies. I hope it doesn't become a habit for me. The shisha part only lah. I must not veer away from my goal: HALF-MARATHON. Then a full one next year. Then an ultra (50+ km) the following year.

With alot of pushing and shoving from Yusof, I finally attempted to ask a girl's number. Yes. At the pathetic age of 18, I've yet the balls to come up to a chick and talk, and leave, with her number. The place was Al-Majlis something-something aka The Shisha Place. We walked there. I asked if I could sit down. She said yes. We talked. It was barely a minute. I was so nervous. My legs were shivering. It has happened before, when i was finger-fucking Tiara in Sun Plaza Park a year ago. And it was happening now. She offered me her strawberry shisha. I accepted. Mmmm.. Taste like SKL fags. Talked a bit. Asked if I could have her number. She said yes. Took out my phone. She dailed her number. Yeah!! SCORE!!!

hur hur hur

It's been such a spartan experience staying over at my gramp's place. Had to stay there because my house was undergoing some minor renovations. The one and only thing I missed about home? Internet.

Jammed f.o.c. at TP on Wednesday and Friday. I totally love the amp that I plugged into. It wasnt even a half-stack. It was a combo. COMBO. Stupid combo. But fuck it sounds so good! My Crunchbox sounded so 'open' through it. The in-built reverb was so lush. Putting a delay through it never sounded so awesome. It's probably has to do with those 12' speakers. Gear aside, jamming was woah. The highlight of it was the 30+ minute astreal shoegaze shit opera that we did, totally impromptu. Mind-blowing. The chemistry. Wow. Tried to do the same on Friday, but we somehow couldnt recreate the same magic on that warm Wednesday night.

I havent read a story book since I was 11. I hated reading. Why? Two words. Harry Potter. I bought one of the books, I think it was the 3rd one, on a whim because I had spare cash while shopping for school text books. I wanted to know what was the fuss all about. Read it. Couldnt understand shit. I went through about 150 pages before I gave up. Money wasted on such a stupid book. I hate wasting money. Harry Potter made me waste money. I hate Harry Potter. Reading made me waste money. I hate reading. And so the hatred blossomed. After a 6 year hiatus, I decided to give it one more chance. Went to SP library, picked up Stephen King's Firestarter. I knew nothing about Stephen King's books, but I trust on his reputation for creating great pee-in-your-pants horror stories. I'm halfway through it. So far so good.

Went to City Hall yesterday. Sold my Cort M200 to this 14-ish Malay dude for $270. Immediately went to Ranking at Bras Basah. Looked at the guitar rack. Brought down two teles, Squier Tele Cali and J&D tele copy. Plugged the Squier first. The bridge was a six-saddle, plus points for that. Impressive cleans. I love the warmness with the neck pup engaged. Sounds awesome with light dirt too. Switched to the bridge pup and it's instant hard rock. Coolio..

Plugged in the J&D next. Sounds brighter than the Squier. The neck was not as smooth as the Squier. Neck pup on the J&D was pretty bright too. i didnt like that. The pickguard was very shabby. And with a 3-saddle bridge, intonation's going to be a big headache.

Decided on the Squier Tele cali. Blew $270 on the guitar. Borrowed $20 from effendi for a guitar bag. I'll pay asap.

I have always loved the simplicity of the telecaster. Gonna swap the pups for SDs and Dimarzios.