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Monday, October 17, 2005
Oh no.. I'm such a bad bad BAD girl for not updating my bloggie.. Oh well..
Okay, what have i been up to now? The first semester is coming to an end and i'm working my ass off, studying for my exams. It's tough work, especially when you dont know a thing about recording. How do i work a mixer? What's it's function? What's a signal processor? ArGhHh.. I do not know..
I screwed up my gamelan exam. I may be a drummer, but boy am i a sucker at world music. How do i play the kendhang ciblon and kendhang ketipung?? Yep, i screwed up playing that instrument. Wont be surprised if i get a big fat "F" for that module. Gez i aint that used to the system in Lasalle yet, but i know itll come.
People.. Pls do not stop tagging me.. ='( The reason why i almost abandoned this blog is coz it's so frigging dead. I write and write about my life and it's like im writing all the crap for nothing. But it seems like my peeps in school love blogging too, so im back!! HAha..
Sigh.. I am so misunderstood. Why does your mum have got to make life a living hell for me? I wanna impress her too, but i am who i am and even if i change, it'll be just pretend.. Your mum would be impressed with some girl who doesnt even exist, so what's the point? Why does she have to look at what's on the outside and not on the inside? I know i like to dress up, put on my eye liner, paint my black nails.. But what is really on the inside? Does it mean that i love dissing people, filling my mouth with vulgarities, contaminating people's minds, or make a fool outta myself? Omiegawd.. I dont even go clubbing.. It doesnt really matter what i wear or what i possess, because i am who i am. Why cant your mother see that? Okay.. I am so not ready to face her yet.. I know you want me and ur mum to get along, but i gez the time isnt ripe yet. What kinda person am i? I talk alot.. I crap, i tease.. I love attention, but of course the right kind. I love writing my music, singing and hanging out with other musicians.. Maybe that's what she doesnt like. She wants her son's gf to be smart, submissive and to be goody-two shoe. She wants her to be a future lawyer, doctorate holder or someone who brings in the big bucks. I'm sorry that i cant be like that becasue i am who i am. I can see my future as a musician but not a lawyer. I gez i gotta make a name for myself that she'd like me right? There's something to be proud of being a musician too, you know..
I was an ex ugly duckling.. The little one.. Maybe i still am.. HAha.. But at least im older now.. Ahh.. How time flies.. =D 5:46 PM
Monday, October 17, 2005
Oh no.. I'm such a bad bad BAD girl for not updating my bloggie.. Oh well..
Okay, what have i been up to now? The first semester is coming to an end and i'm working my ass off, studying for my exams. It's tough work, especially when you dont know a thing about recording. How do i work a mixer? What's it's function? What's a signal processor? ArGhHh.. I do not know..
I screwed up my gamelan exam. I may be a drummer, but boy am i a sucker at world music. How do i play the kendhang ciblon and kendhang ketipung?? Yep, i screwed up playing that instrument. Wont be surprised if i get a big fat "F" for that module. Gez i aint that used to the system in Lasalle yet, but i know itll come.
People.. Pls do not stop tagging me.. ='( The reason why i almost abandoned this blog is coz it's so frigging dead. I write and write about my life and it's like im writing all the crap for nothing. But it seems like my peeps in school love blogging too, so im back!! HAha..
Sigh.. I am so misunderstood. Why does your mum have got to make life a living hell for me? I wanna impress her too, but i am who i am and even if i change, it'll be just pretend.. Your mum would be impressed with some girl who doesnt even exist, so what's the point? Why does she have to look at what's on the outside and not on the inside? I know i like to dress up, put on my eye liner, paint my black nails.. But what is really on the inside? Does it mean that i love dissing people, filling my mouth with vulgarities, contaminating people's minds, or make a fool outta myself? Omiegawd.. I dont even go clubbing.. It doesnt really matter what i wear or what i possess, because i am who i am. Why cant your mother see that? Okay.. I am so not ready to face her yet.. I know you want me and ur mum to get along, but i gez the time isnt ripe yet. What kinda person am i? I talk alot.. I crap, i tease.. I love attention, but of course the right kind. I love writing my music, singing and hanging out with other musicians.. Maybe that's what she doesnt like. She wants her son's gf to be smart, submissive and to be goody-two shoe. She wants her to be a future lawyer, doctorate holder or someone who brings in the big bucks. I'm sorry that i cant be like that becasue i am who i am. I can see my future as a musician but not a lawyer. I gez i gotta make a name for myself that she'd like me right? There's something to be proud of being a musician too, you know..
I was an ex ugly duckling.. The little one.. Maybe i still am.. HAha.. But at least im older now.. Ahh.. How time flies.. =D
Reach my prismic soul.
The Girl
Eva Marie
aka Black Samara.
Hatefully Twenty-one.
Musician
Drummer
Vocalist
Writer
Giggist
Poet.
Loves
Mozerella cheese
Mee sua
Meiji plain crackers.
Music
Screamm
Guitars
Drumming
Singing
Rocking out.
Chilling at Starbucks/Spinelli
Goofing around.
Black eyes.
Black nails.
Black heart.
Hates
Cucumbers
Dog food.
Posers
heart breakers.
YOU.
Unconditional Desires.
My own Orange County Drumset.
To get my diploma in music next year.
Learn double pedals.
Get Married.
Get my future parents in laws to like me.
The endless connections.
Mix the words up.
You have my thanks.
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