Listening to:
- Famous Last Words - The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance
- Choke on This - Let it Enfold You - Senses Fail
- Martini Kiss - Let it Enfold You - Senses Fail
- Noise and Kisses - The Used
Wow. Ang baboy nung last post ko. Yeah.
You know what I really, really want? I really, really want a MacBook. A PowerBook. With GarageBand and Adobe Photoshop in it. Everything I'll ever need. Then I'll escape. Sweet escape [YEAH.]. I'll lock myself up in my own room [If ever I'll ever have my own, own. Own sweet room].
You know what else I want? Either I take drum lessons, or continue my piano lessons. The thing about piano lessons are: I don't want to take piano lessons in Yamaha again, 'cause it's so boring, and it can be pretty tiresome to go. Tamad lang ako. You know. I want to do homeschooling. I mean, you know piano homeschooling. The thing about drum lessons are: you gotta have the set, you gotta have a PLACE to put the set, you gotta have a music room that's soundproof, and yeah, people might think you're doing it 'cause someone you liked does it...You should have seen the look on their eyes the moment they set eyes on Nicole's drawing. I mean, really. Even I was surprised. Never thought he'd portray me as a drummer. People were like, Nagd'drums ka? Ako naman parang, Hindi. Haha. Kawawa naman ako.
It's been years since I wanted to learn how to play the piano. Too bad, I'm way behind the young piano virtuosos out there, who're like, performing big time at my age. While I, am only learning the basics. Sayang. There was one friend of my dad's, and she told me I had the potential. That was way back. Now what. Maybe the potential's gone. Piano lessons are boring and all, but there's something that makes me want to go back. There's a certain grace to a pianist's body. The way they're coordinated when behind the piano. The concentration. The look on their face. There's something about it. And I want that.
Actually, it's been actually 3 years since I've wanted to play the drums. Seriously. And I still want to play them, up to now. There's just something attractive about playing them. Really. I'm not kidding. I'm not being plastic here. Heaven knows how long I've wanted to play those things. You know, when you're behind the set, you have this kind of freedom. I'm not the type who'd look like would play the drums. But, come on. I'm not putting myself under a stereoptype--ever. I'd do it, if I really want to. I mean, there are a lot of chick guitarists out in the scene already. So far, there's only one chick drummer I know, and she's Meg White, from the White Stripes. She's amazing. Well, no. I don't know. But I find her amazing, 'cause the White Stripes is a two-man band, but they come up with really amazing songs. Take Seven Nation Army, for example. That song's nice. (:
I'm not going to play the drums because someone I know plays the drums. Save me that shit.
I also want to go back to London. I swear, that city's magical. It's gives you this feeling like...you were meant to be in that city. You were meant to be there. Plus, who wouldn't appreciate the architectural structures (take Starbucks in a museum-looking building)? The thing about us Filipinos, is that usually, when we see something old, instead of enriching it, we tear it down, and create a new, sleek, minimalistic building out of it. Well, I appreciate the old buildings of London.
Lastly, I want a new layout. A neat one, and one that doesn't look like anything else. One that looks like Beekee did it. One that no one else can do, or duplicate. That's what I want.
Labels: london, music, musicality, techiestuff