yesterday's gig at beat merchants was good, except the bass amp kept messing around with me and raf's occasional guitar disconnection due to his lousy cable was really one thing that people won't wanna hear. haha.
thanks to those who came - ain, nick, naomi, raf's friends/sis whoever else i can't remember due to the heavy (and i really mean HEAVY!) sheesha smoking session at arab street. we started at around 12 but only left at 3. boy did we smoke the tobacco dry. haha.
after which we slacked somewhere till the first bus came. to pass the time, we played a 50 cents worth of fooseball (however you spell it). somehow it seems alot of fun playing that during 4 in the morning. haha. we were fucking stoned i bet.
laugh and laugh took the first bus got home shower sleep.
six hours of sleep seems just nice for me. but seeing i got two weeks of holiday, i can get back that lost sleeping hours anytime. haha.
im'ma go to the library to borrow a biography on kurt cobain. it's interesting to read on his life after wiki-ing about him. somehow, the depressing life that i read about him kinda rub it onto me and i feel the same way as him. haha. hope i don't shoot myself in the head and leave a suicide note next to me.
cheers!