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bones sinking like stones.

all of us are done for

slowly breaking through the daylight.

please read this, its really.. well, the blogger put it perfectly, very poignant indeed. while this from the same blogger is very funny indeed.

today was the 1st time i've seen a live drumset and digi keys and microphones and guitars for a very, very long time. i swear i've forgotten all the lyrics and keynotes to several little songs.i bet the next time we go "jamming" all of us will make mistakes. which aint very nice, coz it'll disrupt the momentum. and usually its me making the mistakes, so its not nice at all.

i just realised besides the cameras and Cannondales(bicycle k?) , i have something more important to invest in, that has to be a new piano. my current one simply needs tuning, while when my dad has enough money to see him through his old age, a new piano shall be in line. i've been having mine since the day i started piano, which was....gee, close to 8 years already? i think i've passed the reccomended age my piano dealer quoted. i wont go on, else i'd go bonkers with the costs.
besides, i need to be wayy better than what i am at the piano right now to fully deserve a new one. i only can play a few handful of songs, say moby and clocks. im learning amsterdam currently.
if you're bored, listen to this, slow start to politiks. i've no idea if its the whole concert. but, i love it. :D

it's been ages since i did anything really, from soccer(ok, just played yesterday), to rock climbing, to cycling, to playing music , to keeping fit really. i've stopped work for so long and i still haven't done so many stuff i wanted to.

there was a quote kamiliah had, about men and masks. something about men not being honest till a mask came along and they be as honest as a criminal having his balls for dinner.
i think the mask simply gave men false courage. because for all the promises the mask made to men, he still has to remove it to carry on with life. so what is he left with post-removal?
i cant seem to figure out where im headed next, so i'll just jump the cue.
say, given the mask, you would muster the courage and say/do the stuff you'd never dare do without the mask? and knowing the repercussions of your masked-actions, would you rather live with the post or pre-mask period?

come on! dont give up so easily. think about it.
ok this is it "a person is least himself...something something. give him a mask and he will tell you the truth"
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