Likes :
Music / Bass / Sports / Moshing / Japan / Visual Spectacles / Experimenting / Playing with Darren! / Holding mini-gigs at home with bros / Enjoying Life / Being Crazy n Happy
Dislikes :
Bad Music / Bad people / Stress
Listening to :
Blight Of River-Systems by Maudlin of the Well
Reading :
French for Suckers
old time feel good songs, beegees, beatles, 90s radio music
heavy metal, death metal, melo death metal, black metal, doom metal, power metal, thrash metal, industrial metal, progressive metal \m/
Guitar heros - Vai, Satch, Buckethead, John 5, SRV, Wes Montgomery, Al Di Meola, Paco De Lucia, Rodrigo y Gabriela, Justin King, Les Claypool, John Myung etc
Jrock, Jpop, alternative, indie, classic rock, slow rock, brit rock, hard rock, math rock, weird music, experimental
lil bit of classical, jazz, blues, chi pop, ska, reggae, trip-hop, electronica n everything else.
intruments, vocals and anithing musical.
Happiness n Good Health for Family n Frens
Happy Training n Job
Outstanding Linguistic Skills
Le Parkour sessions
Guitar/Bass virtuosity
A Keen Eye for Art n Fashion
Renowned Culinary Skills
My Own FnB in the future
To Spread Good Music
...My One n Only
You
If you want to be happy, be - Leo Tolstoy
Many aspire, few achieve - Anonymous
All big things start small - Quoted
Nothing to show, but everything to prove - Quoted
Becoming a better person? It's what you do when no one else is looking. - Quoted
Winter 1944,
a seed departed from parent.
seen the horrors of war.
frightened n lonely i laid
below the wintrey grey ice.
wishing time would pass fast,
hoping to grow up..
Spring 1952,
a small shoot i hid admist the giants.
all around, i hear the signs of life.
sweet melodies
of voices of sparrows,
blending with the chuckles of playing children.
innocently, happy i was,
yet i was eagering waiting to grow,
to look out wad's beyond the horizon..
Summer 1961,
old enough to sperad my arms out wide.
it was a time of great resposibilities.
nests of young birds laid fragile on my arms,
squrriels hid cosy and safe in my trunk.
under the sorching sun i stood,
basking my bark dry and weak.
yet, i m comforted by the scents of flowers blooming around me.
i start to ask myself,
'is this the life i've been looking for?
i'm so tied down by the things around me..'
Autumn 1979,
my first branch broke, and fell apart.
the leaves wrinkled with age, and soon departed from me.
tired and lonesome i felt.
a couple craved love notes on my bark.
' Fate brought together in spring '75,
watching u enjoy the joyous moments in summer,
keeping u companying thru the lonely time in autumn,
and guiding u thru the darkest hours in winter.
been always, and forever '
i tot abt my past.
been grumbling selfishly,
and thinking like a child..
it was time to mature,
to change, fer the better.
for myself,
and for the good of all.
the vast patch of dead leaves,
turned into a sight of calmness and relief.
Optismism sets in,
for i've found the way i wanna lead my life.
Happy.
soon it'll be spring, and the flowers will bloom once again.
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