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Thursday, June 01, 2006


Woke up kinda late today...

Woke up at about 8+am i think...

Was really tired out.

Don't know why.

Bathed.

Bla bla bla.

At about 11am, a hornet came into my room.

For God knows why.

And then followed by a small wasp.

Like, what the heck?

What's there in my room?

Sheesh.

The hornet was only there for a few while.

But the wasp was really into my nerves.

From 11am, till 12+pm.

Like, i had to cautiously get the right time to get to my cupboard and my stuff.

Was very irritating i'd say.

I mean, i know i'm a guy, but bugs just kinda creep me out sometimes.

Laugh all you want.

Everyone's freaked out by some stuffs.

For me, its bugs and some insects.

Haha.

But for me, these 'fear' is kinda interesting.

Cause i am supposed to be freaked out by what i'm supposed to be freaked out of, right?

But that doesn't happen when i'm with friends.

Let's say, creepy, scary moments.

If it was night, walking with my friends, in a dark park, i'd be walking in front, ensuring nothing pops out.

It's like, the thought of protecting my friends just kicks Mr. Fear out of my mind.

Very, very, interesting.

So anyways, after creeping behind the wasps which kept flying around my cupboard for, what seemed to me, nothing, to get my stuff, got ready and quickly went off to meet up with Syaf who was already waiting for me at GV.

Watched X-Men 3.

It was kinda cool and interesting.

According to Syaf, the storyline was a lil bit crappy.

But to me, it was awesome.

Poor ol' Scott.

Had only a few minutes of stardom.

Haha.

I always knew these chicks can't be trusted.

There's bound to be something underneath that beautiful skin.

There just had to be a catch.

Haha.

Crapping again.

So, after that, we went to Yamaha.

Actually, he went to Popular, i went to Yamaha.

Got myself some Lemon Oil and a new useful pick.

(PS: Don't know what lemone oil is used for? Just take it as cooking oil.)

The pick's gonna be handy for my alternate picking.

Cause i suck at it.

Haha.

Also had a look at the new updates of the guitars.

Oh yeah. Regular customers, they're having a sale.

Looking at the bass guitars reminded me that i have to get one.

Haiz.

I really need one.

Then start off with YTSE Jam.

Har di har.

So anyways, after that, we got back home.

Damn my mom's jempot-jempot udang (prawn, urm, fried delicacy thingy) tastes good.

Gotta go gobble down more of 'em!

Chiaowz~



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