missing someone syndrome?

Result of Stress

what do call a person who try to forget about a person but in the same time misses someone and didn’t even try to? well, i don’t know what does it call but i know it’s really pain in the ass. another matter unsolved. anyway, another month have passes and we’re entering June where most of the student having holidays and those who are working still working like a dog by days and sleep like a log by night.

.:: Work ::.image

blah..blah.. blah..blah.. blah..blah.. blah..blah.. blah..blah.. blah..blah.. blah..

been very busy updating all my work for the pass year. it’s the time again. ISO audit. gawd only know how i hate audit. doing the same thing all over again, cleaning, updating, arguing over small things.. etc. next month on 4-5 of June, the real auditing will be taken place. ready or not? i don’t know. what i know is, i have ready for my part.

.:: Leisure ::.


the only leisure that i’m having lately is to have jamming session on regular basis around once a week.it’s fun when you get to do something you like and then have a chat with your friends. hopefully all of us could plan some trip somewhere around Sabah. Kundasang should be far enough.

.:: Music ::.gsr395

started by understanding the role of being a bassist. easy bah. rhythm and harmonic  is why a bassist exist in a band. it’s important to have a bassist within a band and bassist is relatively is high in demand. so if the better i play, the more people will come looking for me to play with them. anyway, in my road too become better.. no, great bassist that every live especially for local as usually people adore or idolise only Mat Salleh. i mean, why the fuck? could it be their size of the palm and finger are bigger? bass neck are longer that guitar by the way. and could it be that all the equipment are cheap over there hence they start young as they could afford a low budget equipment to start off. could be. i don’t know. a price for a decent bass guitar and an amplifier is around Rm2000. even my current a month pay couldn’t reach that much. anyway, back to the story of me studying bass on my own. i currently learning about root and the fifth. well, i understand the concept and all so all that left right now is to take it to the field. it work kinda nice but sometimes it went off a little. maybe i need more experiment on it when come to jamming with my friends.

.:: Blog ::.blog

hmm.. somehow i don’t feel safe anymore to write EVERYTHING into the blog. like it or not, i have to when i do have some thing to write. it’s my own place. i could write everything that i love. music? life? other people? as i don’t make it obvious. lately i found that people like to search for Calvin and Hobbes’ comic strip. the saddest one of course. i don’t know why but that strip really have deep meaning to it and i love it because it’s apply to me.

.:: Love Life ::.
“the worst feeling isn’t being all alone in the rain on a busy street.
it’s being ignored and forgotten by someone you care and could never forget.”
.:: Financial ::.
Life of a Hobo
well, most of the thing are okay. there are some leakage here and there but still going okay and hopefully by the end of July, i could afford to buy an bass guitar and an amplifier.
.:: Conclusion ::.
i’m fucked and i need ‘someone’ to dig and drag me out from this hell pit.

One Response to “missing someone syndrome?”

  1. As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You’ll have your heart broken and you’ll break others’ hearts. You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you’ll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone’s hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don’t be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.

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