Saturday, February 26, 2005

Like raw spaghetti..
I'm down another pair of drumsticks. We filmed our jam session this time. We got footage of one of my drumsticks shattering on my crash cymbal. It just smashed to bits, like a handful of raw spaghetti. I picked up the big chunks but I'm just thankful that I'm not the sucker who's got to clean up the little bits.

So yes, we videotaped our jammage. We learned "Turning Japanese" on the spot. We just listened to the song and learned the tabs and such from there. It was a pretty proud moment for us because this is the... umm... eleventh time we've learned a song by ear.

We also used a strobe light again. It looks wicked enough when you're there but on video, holy hell, it's fucking brilliant. Sometimes the camera would blur and we'd look like phantoms. Oh man, good stuff indeed.

I'm officially a stupid kid because I missed Pixie again. I woke up at noon this time. I WOULD kick my own ass but it seems things are looking good tthis time around. My sister is having an early birthday party at my house tomorrow and guess who's invited! *nods* Mm-hmm. Pixie's coming over along with a bunch of my sisters friends. My sis said I have to leave the house for the evening (which I have to do anyway) but I'm still going to spend some time with Pixie regardless. Whoo! Pixie's coming over! And this time I know about it, unlike that other time my sister brought her over for tea. She totally caught me off guard and I thought I was dreaming. Anyway, yeah. PIXIE'S COMING OVER! I have to clean my room.

My arms hurt like hell. My forearms muscles tighten up by simply turning my wrist. I told you being a drummer is a workout. Cool, I can see my veins.

Happy Saturday, peoples.

Cheers.

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Friday, February 25, 2005

I need an alarm clock that stabs me..
..seriously.

I was SUPPOSED to wake up around 9:30am-ish so that I could see Pixie at lunch time with enough time to take a shower and look pretty. Yeah, that's right, I said it. I like to look good, okay?! Anyway, back to my loser story. Although I actually slept at 6:00am, I managed to wake up at 9:30am, just like I was supposed to. I got out of bed, stretched and took a shower. By the time I was done it was 10:00am. I thought, "Hmm, I've got an hour and a half before her lunchtime. I'll just watch a bit of TV." So I hopped into bed, turned on the tele and died into a five hour sleep. FIVE HOURS! I'm soo stupid. So very friggin' stupid. I could've seen her yesterday but nooooo, I have to be a dork and stay up until 6:00am so I'm too tired to get outta fucking bed! ARGH! I somewhat hate myself for doing so but I deserve it. I mean c'mon, 6:00 in the morning. How smart was that? *sigh* I'm going to try again today. (And this time, I'm setting up three alarm clocks, dammit!)

Other than that, my day went pretty well. No crazy girl contact is a good start, right? I also did a bit of drumming AND my mommy cooked me some seafood fried rice. It was so yummy. The best part was that there was alot of it so I didn't have to portion it for the rest of the family. I practically inhaled bowl after bowl of it. I almost stopped breathing. *drools* Soooo good!

Speaking of breathing, today I will take part in some ultimate jammage with the band boys again. If I do this every week for a year, my arms will either be really strong or they'll just fall off. And I don't mean from drumming. Dragging my friggin' kit from my room to the first floor of my house, from my first floor to my van, from my van to Mr. Guitarist's first floor and lastly from his first floor to his basement ALONE is a complete workout. THEN, I have to do it in reverse when we're done. (By the way, I have obviously considered jammage at my place but there's no room and we get rowdy. So yeah.)

Oh shit. It's 4:00 in the morning again. Before I go, look at this:



Isn't that the most adorable cup of cup of hot chocolate you've ever seen?! I love hot beverages even more now. Double Awwww.

Cheers everyone. Happy Friday.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005

Scented candles are keen
I'm totally in love with the one that is lit beside me right now. It's scent is "Peace" which I believe is NOT a fruit. It's soooo relaxing. I'm wide awake but my eyes are half closed. You know that feeling where you're just leaning your head on your hand going, "Mmm, this is nice." and you're all dreamy and such. *points to self* That me right now. That's totally me.

My foot is doing better in case you're wondering. Annd the carpet is blood-free. It freakin' hurts every time I poke the cut. So I stopped poking it. Yes, I'm very smart. Very smart indeed.

Well, I'm happy to say that the stupid girls are started to ease up with the annoyingness. I received a phonecall from drumstick girl two days ago but I obviously didn't pick up. Thank goodness for caller ID! *kisses display screen*

Oh crap, that reminds me! Remember the other girl who walked to my house just to "say hi"? She is fully aware that I have my Pixie now and she proved it by asking if I've kissed her yet. She then started talking about how it's going to be one of the best moments of my life. I agree but why is SHE talking about it? Guess what she offered to do. She actually said she wouldn't mind if I wanted to practice with her. I wanted to slap some sense into that girl. She said this one wouldn't count as my first kiss because it was a 'test' or 'trial run'. Kissing is definitely NOT a video game. I just closed the door on her. She's a lunatic. And not the cool kind either.

I'm most likely going to see Pixie during lunchtime today, provided I wake up early enough. It's 4:20 am! But I seriously want to see her. I haven't even talked to her for a week now. If I don't see her today, I'm probably going to go nuts.

Anyway, I've submitted two new pieces of art. One is Mr. Grinn and the other is of myself and Enin. You should check 'em out.

Methinks it was Mr. Grinn who fucked up my page. These tears aren't that easy to mend. Sick twisted bastard.

And now I will say something and you will listen.

Fried rice
It had some shrimp
Dry ice
Upon a gimp
Take yourself a tissue
And put it in the can!
I will not sleep or rest
Until I'm in Japan.

Thank you.

Cheers!

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Who did that?!
WHO RIPPED INTO MY PAGE?! You little vandals!

*shrugs*

Oh well, it's not like I was going to keep that secret. I do miss Pixie.

My 'secret' drawing has been submitted and will be up soon. I told you it would be completely unexpected from me. I guess I'll explain why. Pixie finds this subject matter amusing so I (with a bit of influence/encouragment from a few others) drew her something of the sort. I chose to draw characters from one of my favourite video games. I think it turned out pretty good actually. I had a good laughs making it too. Pixie is going to go bonkers when she see it.

[EDIT: It's up. Check it out.]

I'm going to make a sure bet that my artist rating will drop, but it'll be a bit more fitting actually. Nobody is perfect.



[EDIT again: Enin! He's tearing up my page, dammit! There's some stuff back there that shouldn't be messed around with. Argh!]

Now that's all said and done, I would like to inform all of you that I was nearly murdered by my mother. Here's why:

I was doing some cleaning in my room. The floor is pretty much covered with papers and splinters of wood. If you don't know where they came from then you don't know me at all. (They're from breaking my drumsticks. Derrr.) As I finished cleaning up a pile of paper, I stepped on a splinter of wood and cut my foot. I hopped around whining without realizing I was putting bloodstains into my carpet. My mom came upstair to see what was the matter and I'm tellin' you I'm happy to be alive. She flipped out. She hates it when I make a mess, expecially if it's a stain. She actually threatened to stab me with a drumstick. What scares me is, she wasn't holding a broken one. She actually had the intention of puncturing me with a blunt piece of wood.

*laughs*

Okay, to be honest, my mom was just joking around. She was stilla bit pissed that I started bleeding on the carpet. So I cleaned it up. I'm a good boy.

I'm sorry I didn't make it to any of your sites yesterday. I'll visit today. I promise.

Cheers.

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Tuesday, February 22, 2005

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Monday, February 21, 2005

Too bad they're not marshmellows..
It's snowing like crazy here! And these aren't your average snowflakes either. They're comin down as snowballs! And hard man,I really pity the poor suckers who have to drive through all that. I, on the other hand, will enjoy a nice walk through this beautiful winter scenery.

HOLY MADNESS! I just found "Follow Me", that song from Beck that was sung by Koyuki and Maho in Kenichi band. I LOVE THIS SONG! It's by Beat Crusaders. Honestly, they rock so freakin' much. Oh happy happy day! I can't get enough of it. I put it on repeat. This is one of those songs where as you listen to it, you daydream the PERFECT moment to go along with it. I can picture myself playing an acoustic version for Pixie while we sit in a backyard, watching leaves blow by on a sunny Autumn afternoon. *sigh* Oh man, I'm in a total dream state right now. It feels so nice.

I want to give a high five to Sw33tZ for making me laugh really loud in these late hours about her comments.
"First you get all these girls giving you things and jus following you around and now you even have guys! wow....I'm totally jealous now."
*laughs* Okay, you have no reason to be jealous because it's not like I'm TRYING to get dudes to notice me. Hah. You can have them, really. But I doubt it's you THEY want. *laughs* Oh man, this is too much.

Today I have to clean the house. Since nobody will be home, you know what that means! Loud music and dancing with the vaccuum! I can't stress enough how much fun cleaning is when you've got sweet tunes echoing throughout the house.

Mondays suck only when you let it suck. Have an awesome one.

Cheers.

- nine -

P.S. The drawing is coming along nicely. I've started another one to throw you guys off. Heh.
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Sunday, February 20, 2005

My back is killing me... with a chainsaw
Yeah. It hurts but I guess I've pretty much recovered from being sick. I still have a sniffle or two but I'm a whole lot better.

I had yet another great time doing some jammage damage with the band boys. Our new vocalist sang with us for the first time and I seriously love his voice. It's so controlled and he can sing in almost any key. It's bleedin' amazing. We learned "My World Down" by Meister, the ending theme from Beck. Unfortunately, Mr. Vocalist left before we got a chance to play it so we haven't completed it with vocals. We still had a great time anyway. I'm down 3 more drumsticks this time. Damn.

On my way to our jammage pad, I stopped at a convenience store to pick up some Arizona Green Tea. This dude with a peacoat and spiky hair started giving me looks and stuff. At first I was a bit paranoid because I thought he was going to beat me up for no reason so I let him go ahead of me. He smiled and started talking to the store owner. He's gay. The dude was checking me out. I thought it was pretty funny actually. This isn't the first time this has happened to me but I still found it interesting.

Speaking of which, I've got a secret drawing I'm working on. What you ask? You'll see. Why? It's going to be somewhat of a surprise coming from me but I'm doin' it just because I CAN.

Have a friendly Sunday.

Cheers.

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Saturday, February 19, 2005

The Dance of Healing
Thanks for the all the concern people. Some of you sounded like you really thought I thought I was going to die. Heh. Naaah, I'm not that dramatic. Feelin' super much better now. Had myself pot after pot of tea, a few colorful drugs and some yummy fish & chips. What a day!

So with my energy and all, I thought I'd do something a fun. I had a slight headache so I wasn't in a drumming mood. I chose to listen to music instead. I made the greatest discovery while doing so. Dancing heals you. Well, I'm not sure if it medically treats you but it sure as hell makes you feel better. And what better music to dance to than Dance Dance Revolution music version 2, 3, 5, 7 and DDRExtreme? I gotta say Boom Boom Dollar, Hero, Speed Over Beethoven, Seventeen, 321 Stars, Nori Nori Nori, Dub I Dub, Shooting Star...

*trails off*

..Butterfly and Daikenkai have to be just a few of my favourites. Totally happy right now.

While dancing around the house like a nutcase, I was interrupted by the doorbell. Guess who.

Well, it wasn't crazy drumstick girl. It was another girl who had thought it would be nice to stop by my house, see how I was doing and say hello on her way home. Harmless and kind little gesture right? SHE LIVES IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION! On her way home my foot. What does she want from me? Again, she's a nice girl and we've been friends for a long time but if she wants more than friendship then I would be more than happy to show her the door. [/meanyness] *isgh* Again, I wanna see Pixie more than ever. I also want to set up some booby traps at my front door. Like swinging logs or Mortal Kombat spikes. That'd be pretty wicked.

Down with the sickness or not, I'm going to jam with me bandboys today. I just need my sleep. Speaking of which, zzZZZZ.

*wakes up*

Cheers.

zzZZZZZ

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Friday, February 18, 2005

It's all in my head
I think I'm dying.

Well first of all. I'm sick. I'm coughing and sniffling and junk. I'm also shivering because I"m freezing but at the same time sweating. This seriously isn't good.

I didn't go to work today because I was in bed the whole time. I was afraid to get out because I was seeing things.

I thought my drums were broken! I almost cried because it was the first thing I saw in the morning. They're in my room near my bed so I see them first. When I looked at them, the cymbals were all cracked, the drum heads were split, my bass drum was crushed and all the hardware was bent. I literally went under my covers and tried to hold in the tears because it couldn't be true!

It wasn't.

I stayed in bed for most of the day sleeping every once in awhile. I didn't stop seeing stuff though. Color tints started changing on me. At first my room was bluish then greenish then bluish again. Then for awhile it was a pale yellow. I also heard my television set turn on and start making news noises but I didn't see anything on screen.

I think I'm fine now. I'm surprised I dragged myself to the computer. I haven't eaten anything the whole day. I'm starving actually but I have no appetite. So if anyone puts food in front of me, I'd just stare at it. I just had my daily tea however and I'm feeling a bit better. I'm still in a cold sweat and coughing and sniffling and everything seems to be getting brighter, but I'm feelin' better. I'm seriously struggling to type right now. Everything is coming out wrong.

I'm going to pass out. Have good day.

Cheers.

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Thursday, February 17, 2005

Yessss
Pixie loved the gifts.

The card I gave her is taped to her mirror. (Excellent!)

She thought the origami lilies were really very pretty. (Score!)

She ate most of the chocolates when she got home because they are her favourite. (Double Bonus!)

She used the papaya body butter [which is simply intoxicating] and told me she's planning on using the rest of the stuff this week. (Whoo-Hoo!)

She sleeps with the panda plushie every night and enjoys it's uber-softness. (Super Mega Happy Time!)

Yeah dude. I'm ultra glad she really liked her stuff. Her week school-wise has been a bit strange and hasn't been that great so far so it really makes me happy to see her beautiful smile and to know that I was the one who made it. Gosh, I love her so.

So aside fomr that I almost died today. Well, I almost got hit by a bus. "Why?" you ask. Because one of my stupid friend took my bag from me and ran across the street. There are some pretty important things in there, y'know. Like my drumsticks, drum magazines, my earplugs and my wallet. So without thinking, I ran after her.

Bad bad move.

I was dodging cars as best I could when out of nowhere (at least from my point of view) a bus came at me. Luckily I dodged that big mother as well. It was more of a twirl dodge actually. Like in the movies. I wear a long coat too so it was extra wicked. I wish I caught it on film.

So yeah. I had a good day. I feel the urge to be a jerk towards that girl who got me drumsticks. Just because, y'know? I mean, she bugs me more than enough so she deserves it, right? We'll see....

Cheers.

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