.... rm700.

thats the price.

dunno if i can afford or not.

sigh.

after work, we went to hamley nearby

and i saw a bass. Ibanez.

rm700.

without amplifier.

..........

GSR180.

jeez....

i told my mum

she kinda objected.

she say what benefit do i get from learning it.

...........

why can't she look to the bright side?

what's wrong with her brain?

she said its hard.

you think i dunno?

and i've got a band already.

what would i say to them?

........

i still wanted it anyway.

she said to ask my dad.

if he agrees, then she's ok.

my dad's more optimistic.

i hope he agrees.

at least i've got a dream right? bitch.

and it's a hobby anyway.

she said a whole bunch of stupid SPM fuck thingy

it's still 2 years away, bitch.

i haven't even got my PMR result yet.

shithole.

i think she prefers me to be like a paralyzed human

sitting whole day at home

doing nothing but sleep and eat like fuck

.........

i really wonder how her brain works.

stupid fuck.

if she wishes that,

i'd rather die.

its so hard to live without dream.

last time i was like that.

now i've got something to do.

why won't she be happy?

at least give me some support.

.......

わたくしわにんぎょじゃない。

ばじゃみたい。

かなしい、な。

...........

sorry, choy.

i've gotta keep the money for my bass.

no more handphone.

.............

i have to keep on chasing my dream.

Labels: December 2009