Dead Man or Quitter

Holidays are coming to an end again. Things undone and things untouched. Never knew how much of a quitter I can be. Just yesterday, I could only hang on a bar for only a mere five seconds. Bubbles of blister slowly formed on my palms and I gave up training for pull-ups.

Emotions revisited and revelations found. I can be a dick to my mind sometimes. A good friend tells me I should find the line, don't go over it and also keep the balance in check. Thanks, Andrew, much appreciated. And also to XJ.

My band cancelled both our gigs and now we're venturing into recording a demo. I'm not feeling as enthusiastic as before. And our taste in music is very different. I'm into 60's, 70's rock music. A little pop-rock, more of jazz and indie. And the kind of music I want to make is like unconventional funky music, like a mixed bag of indie and jazz-pop. But the songs they composed are... simple and kinda commercialized like Secondhand Serenade. Okay, maybe it's just that one song (Yo Zaidah, I have a demo of it, you can critique it and tell me what you think!). Heck, I don't even mind if we imitate the first album of Maroon 5's style because they were pretty good then.

And I don't know if I like to be a member of an official band when we get famous. Then again, it all just boils down to my fear of commitment. Dammit! Why can't I get over this stupid phase! Even my plan to make an awesome movie trailer has failed! Anyway, moving on...

I quit my job stint at 7-11's. Never did I know that working at a convenience store is so boring and the pay is totally shite. Nuh-uh, no way I'm spending 8 hours at a convenience store in the early morning of a weekend when school starts. But it's all good practice. At least now I know how you work in a convenience store. And let me be the first to say: I hate closing shifts. It's so darn tedious with all that paperwork and calculation. Especially, stapling all the receipts. Thank God, it's over. Phew...

Now school is starting and more sad news to boot, this semester has no production modules. *Mutters: Just kill me already* It means, more theory and more theory. Drown in a theory sea of business whales and media fish. Whoop-de-doo~! Life is indeed getting better. Moreover, I picked Family and Youth Work as my elective module. I do not want to recall how or why I came to that decision. It's regretful and embarrassing. Like my friend N would say "Suck it up!"

Having said that, this is my last semester with all these wonderful classmates, some great valuable friends and some not so great classmates. After this, we're all going to split and I don't know, maybe we won't ever see each other again. Even though we are one bunch of crazies, but these qualities make us a very special class indeed. Without these interesting characters, how fun can classes be?

So I'll be treasuring every one of them whenever I can. =)

I will neither quit or die. I will survive this semester, bitches. Come on! You guys know you can too. >=D

Saddest news of the year --> Scott Pilgrim is not getting released in Singapore.

Happiest news of the year --> Edgar Wright tweeted my video.

Ooohh, irony at its best...