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(Thursday, February 26, 2009-)
+12:06 AM]*
# Suddenly-
Suddenly everyone realises that it's only one week more to final presentations.
Suddenly everyone is speeding up and recording/mixing/mastering frantically;
Suddenly, everyone is PANICKING.
xD
It's funny how everyone goes "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH We've only got ONE MORE WEEK!!! AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!" and run around in circles, pulling out whatever hair they have.
It's great to be working with good musicians. Although I'm not a good enough engineer yet... (>.>) Though I have to say, Skyscrapers is coming along nicely; the recording for Waves is not too bad too. I just hope people will like it after listening to the final mix, mastered and all.
I'm looking forward to hearing the final products of the guys in my batch too... They're all just too awesome; I feel so lousy just being around them. =.= Haha.Labels: random
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(Tuesday, February 24, 2009-)
+11:08 PM]*
# Despise-
I despise weaklings, people who are indecisive, people who get discouraged easily.
And therefore, I despise myself.Labels: random
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(Friday, February 20, 2009-)
+9:10 AM]*
# And the silly handicap did not sleep...-
...from 8am on 19th Feb till present time, 20th Feb.
She has recorded three songs in a span of 12 hours during the overnight session, enjoyed the band's company thoroughly, is happy enough with what she has recorded, and is DEAD TIRED.
Dead tired but very satisfied.
Although her arm is aching like mad. Although her eyes are drooping. Although she wants a shower. BAD.
Because she finally feels like she has got control over studio setups. FINALLY. After 10000000000000000 recording sessions, it seems like she's slowly able to control the situation well enough on her own.
The silly handicap is a happy person.Labels: random
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(Thursday, February 19, 2009-)
+8:20 PM]*
# ... And so the handicap decided to do something silly...-
and got herself an overnight recording session, with drums and all. xD
I'm hating myself.
But I can't wait for tonight's session either. Heh.
Something tells me it's gonna be one helluva night.
So yeah.Labels: random
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(Tuesday, February 17, 2009-)
+7:40 PM]*
# Grr.-
Something is effing wrong with me.
If I don't stop shooting my mouth off RIGHT NOW I'm going to have to resort to slapping myself.Labels: random
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(Sunday, February 15, 2009-)
+2:16 PM]*
# Battered-
So, somehow, over the weekend, I found my left arm in a cast and my head in the land of bumps.
In secondary 1, it was a hairline crack on the right arm. And now, six years later, it's a fracture on the left. xD I've got to be the clumsiest genius ever. As for that bump on my head.... well, let's just say I have negative 100000000000000 brain cells left, assuming I started out with 0.
If there's anything that makes me depressed now, it would be the fact that my left hand is so swollen it looks like a pig's leg. (T.T) Lack of blood circulation.... it's freaking numb.
Okay. Complain session over.
Code Geass has finished downloading. Shall go watch it now. xD
Lelouchhhhh!!
That's all for now.Labels: random
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(Thursday, February 12, 2009-)
+3:06 PM]*
# It's "you guys" and "me", not "us" or "we"-
I see a difference, a big one.
I have no intention of wanting to let anyone else know me better, so quit bugging me.
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+12:15 AM]*
# 本当だ、、、-
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(Tuesday, February 10, 2009-)
+12:49 AM]*
# The Biggest Idiot-
Before I could stop myself, the damage was done.
I thought I had learnt not to be so rash; I thought I had control over my tongue.
Apparently, I thought wrong.
It's time I became stricter with myself... before I deepen this gaping hole.
Before I lose all that I have now.
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(Monday, February 9, 2009-)
+5:29 PM]*
# Bleh.-
It's just one of those days where I don't feel like doing anything, and whatever I try to do just feels damn boring.
Yes. Blogging included.
Has life always been this boring? I don't remember anymore.
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(Friday, February 6, 2009-)
+8:13 AM]*
# Cool as Cucumber. xD-
A lag reaction, maybe?I've never felt as calm as this before a presentation.
Of course, it's still a couple of hours away, so I'm not feeling the stress yet.
Regardless, it's a nice feeling.
I hope I don't crumble into pieces the moment I see Imran later.
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(Tuesday, February 3, 2009-)
+9:07 PM]*
# Not Yet-
Still not enough.There must be more that I can do; so much more.
I have to keep going till the very end.
Till I cannot find fault with anything else.
And on a side note...
I'm the stupidest person in the entire world.
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(Monday, February 2, 2009-)
+9:17 PM]*
# Title-less...?-
It never is a good sign when I start my post without a title.Because.
It means I have no idea what to talk about, and this, will lead to me typing nonsense. xD
Somehow Gendou doesn't want to load. =.= Oh wells.
Well....
I'm going to be overnighting in school today alone. (: Makes me happy. The guys are scaring me though. They give me those "OMG SHE'S STAYING ALONE!!! SOMEONE HELP HER!!!" look when they found out. Makes me wonder why.
They say it's ghosts. Now I'm not going to say that there are no such things, because I do think there are, but I dunno, I don't want to be frightened. Don't think it's worth freaking out over it. (:
Oh wells. If I freak out I'll be back. Hahaha.
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(Sunday, February 1, 2009-)
+11:48 PM]*
# Step by Step-
Slow.Small and hesitant.
Can't say I've never looked back.
Can't say I don't wonder if I'm doing it right either.
There's this nagging voice at the back of my head:
"You're weak," it says,
"a total good-for-nothing, one who never does try enough."
And it makes me wonder whether I've done everything I am capable of doing.
Every day.
Everytime I do my assignments.
Everytime I draw, write, compose.
And I always end up deleting everything I have done.
Yeah. I'm weak.
But I'm still moving on.
I want to.
There's no point in me standing still.
That's why, no matter how small the step,
I'm walking on.
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+1:28 AM]*
# The Broken Melody-
Silence.Stillness.
Pure white.
Pitch black.
The chill in the air.
The soothing sound of the piano.
Those are the things that comfort me;
Those are the things, that make up my broken melody.
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