it's out.. rick wright, pianist of pink floyd passed away recently of cancer in his sleep.. at least he died peacefully. SIgh...and so there were three... mason,gilmour and waters.. though not together.. they have been together and boy did they give reasons for people to live..

i am going to break my study shell for a while and jam with the drums to unwind a bit.. sometimes i feel like an ass to others being so paranoid.. i really need to relax, but not relax too much..

so i revised my annotated diagrams weeeee... i did a geog paper also.. it's harder than i expected and i guess 08 is gonna get harder

that we don't even care
as restless as we are,
we feel the pull in the
land of a thousand guilts
and poured cement
lamented and assured
to the lights,
and towns below
faster than ,
the speed of sound,
faster than,
we thought we'd go
beneath..the sound...
of hope...
1979-smashing pumpkins

yeah..that song makes me nostalgic of peaceful and aimless car rides to nowhere.. and also of how it used to be in my old bungalow near east coast! beautiful house that was.. and also the time where i fell of the couch and hit my head first on the marble tiles floor and now i have this permanent scar on my head with 3 stitches and like its damn obvious from the colour.. and also the time when i pushed my sis (i was 4 and she was 3) off a slide and she fell head first and landed with an injury but hey..at least that was not a permanent scar.. but i also loved the times when my elder brother who was in primary school, used to bring me on his bike in fast speeds up and down the sloped of east coast.. and also my eldest brother who was in seondary 1 or primary 6 .. and he was into skateboarding and all his skateboarding buddies used to come to our house and they were friendly people... my other sis was very anti social with her friends but she was the one who took care of us most..

oh but the best was in my other house..when i was 7 and my eldest bro was in la salle college of the arts.. and boy did he get in deep shit one day.. he was found in bed with a girl and when they woke up... my mom was like telling my brother, "what kind of girls do you bring home? you didn't even tell me anything and for your information, there are your younger siblings in this house and i can fucking see her thong through her slacks!" yes she did say fuck... my mom said fuck like three times already once by accident the other time because she was damn pissed with one of her colleagues...

~sir psycho sexy~