a not-so-unentertaining sunday

it’s sunday!
means tmr’s monday!
means school!
means homework!
yay!
i think i need to work on the pessimism part in my life.
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a small excerpt from a sms conversation.
names have been changed to protect their not so confidential identities and to protect myself from a very possible backlash.

Orange : Hey you, sms and talking to my girl, not scared die is it?
Black : Actually, i’d rather die, (missing packets of data, i hate my memory),and watch my comeback

well, i’d leave you to try make sense of that right there, whether Black is plain foolhardy, or perhaps, even admirable for his courage.

but let’s just pity the girl eh?
(:

and ooh! the third person commented.
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the elixirs sound awesome,
and all i want for christmas (Earlier would be nice : D) is a
Breedlove AC25/SR PLUS

two tests, guitar shopping and a friday jam.

other than the two tests today,
which were relatively alright
PHYSICS WAS DOABLE OMGYAY.
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so after the mindteasing chem and physics test was over by the first 2 periods,
a sense of lightheartedness seemingly cascaded onto everybody, especially for myself. relief!

bringing us to the post-curriculum time of General Meeting, i was really only looking forward to my little outing with Garry.
finally at 4.
Ted came along too, (and i felt bad, he seemed lost) ): but
AT LEAST I GOT MY ELIXIR STRINGS
AND FOUND WHERE TO GET MY DREAM BREEDLOVE
YAY.

and we adjourned to my place to fix up the epiphone and the cort, although we took longer than expected, it was time well invested when we started jamming.
playing with garry was really great.
haven’t had a chance to play with such a awesome guitarist in a long time, and i must say, it was so natural, like reflexes and chords just falling into place.
it just felt so natural.

man, i needa jam more with garry. 2 acoustics ftw.

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i am a happy boy today
haven’t felt like this in ages.
and hope i can test my elixirs this sunday.
rocking sounds.

BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDLOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
happy fiftieth!
milestone one

everyone needs to be a KT Tunstall fan.

while daryl is busy studying beside me and making me guilty for not doing so,
i’ll just
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so many thanks needs to go out to caleb for giving me
BOTH
KT Tunstall Albums.
i swear they are good.
she’s most awesome female guitarist/singing artiste ever!
always too lazy and it keeps slipping my mind to get them and now i do!
yay!

okay. shall get on with my IA.

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Song of the Moment:
KT Tunstall’s : Black Horse and the Cherry Tree

impatience!

sigh i really shouldnt have delved into taylorguitars.com
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OMGOMGOMGOMG!

SO PRETTY.
GIMME THAT TAYLOR.
I’LL BE A HAPPY BOY
I PROMISE
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at least it’s time well spent
researching for the future.
the future painted with the lush crisp brown
and the fresh smell of permeating rosewood.
<3 Taylor

homogenius and homonotgenius!

wow i really haven’t been blogging.
wordpress has really done a good job revamping the dashboard.
now it completely matches my desktop.
way to go vista and wordpress!
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honestly, my idea of GEPpers, or as they are affectionately known as,
has totally changed.

sitting beside choo for the past week has been really really funny,
-exerpts of hilarious laffter and attempts to speedcube-
and i get to know my work better cause he’s so damn smart anyway.

or maybe i’m just turning into a GEP.

i really should stop discriminating.

anyway, abruptly here i end my post, off for dinner.
and to delve into the workload of IB, completing my not-so-complete IAs,
and attempt to sleep early (:
yes i shall.

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you’re a genius!
homogenius!
noooooo, you’re a homonotgenius!

when the rains fall

why do i feel this way?
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the rains fell down like pellets of grace, and as a drizzle developed to a shower and engraged into a thunderstorm,
i stood there,
appreciating the refreshment even as the black sky and white flashes gnarled with contempt.

walking out of school with jenn was, i must say, an experience.
attempting in all futility to dodge the rain even under the sheltered walkway,
foreshadowing the troubles i was going to face later.

walking home, the rain didn’t let up and was actually worse then before,
i opened my umbrella and only resulted being totally drenched when i got home, almost like a bath.

the incoherence i can’t explain, and i think i need to work on my sentence structures.
i don’t even seem to understand what i’m typing or saying sometimes.

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and if what the song says is really true,
“the rain’s to help you grow”,
i’d be 50 already.

when backs turn and knives fly.

well it’s week three,
two IAs, written comm, economics article, commitments,
things really are looking fun aren’t they!
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sometimes, lines just have to be drawn, although it’s good to keep a check on your friends, there is a limit.
the two groups of you know what i’m talking about.

everyone has their weakpoints.

i know i’ve been very well guilty of this as well, but, please stop, for the sake of everyone.
don’t spoil your friendships like this.

backstabbing isn’t nice.

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