we had to do this maths test today and although it was only 5 questions they were really hard...i ended up getting 2/5 overall but the reason why the title is "oh crap" is because i drew another monster named "Science" at the back of the sheet and my teacher collected up the sheets while i was at the school library....i don't think she's seen the picture yet because she hasn't commented on it yet but i'm as sure as hell when she sees it....i'm screwed. i had another dream similar to the one i mentioned in that grumpy post yesterday about the whole Mercury thing but this time it ended weirdly...i'm kinda just trying to suppress the memory but still. not good
~Saturday~
i started this post....2 days ago and forgot about it. dammit. i learnt how to play the song Up All Night by Blink 182 today and it's such a fun/challenging song to play on guitar :D that song's gonna be stuck in my head for weeks...oh well, it's a good song i won't mind. not at all. ♪and all these demons, they keep me up all night♪ gahh...i love that song. ergh, i sound like such a fan girl today :) none of my friends are online on gmail so i'm sorta feeling lonely-ish but not really. i can always just waste time practising guitar. life skill and all that. question to all those who play guitar: if you practise heaps of songs in a row, is it normal for my fingers to be turning purple? i have a feeling the answer's no but i've stopped playing for the day so i don't think that i'm in a huge danger zone for something bad happening. i think i might post a little poem right here, hold on:
sub-consciousness starts dancing around, wearing its dress of pretty lights
the flashing rays of colours blind you and a pale hand chases us around
crimson spills down bone but the same hands pick you up and chase away pain
soon the hands spin galaxies and terminals are chased down so that i can see
Pluto spins sideways when i fall into a watery coma
but soon the adrenaline morphs laughter into anger
angels fall down but our eyes focus on one thing only
we're infected and we all fall down holes in our face
apologies, apologies and i can't wait any longer, can't see or hear
when i tore off the mask all i could see were the stars and a chain
the hands helped me up and i forced myself from a blackout to reality
soon i talked to my shadow through a mirror in the wall
that's about it...i just made that up on the spot so it's no masterpiece. a bit longer than some of the other poems i've done i think. gotta go to bed, it's 9:40pm and i take ages falling asleep....bye!
~your friendly neighbourhood mountain goat~
~Saturday~
i started this post....2 days ago and forgot about it. dammit. i learnt how to play the song Up All Night by Blink 182 today and it's such a fun/challenging song to play on guitar :D that song's gonna be stuck in my head for weeks...oh well, it's a good song i won't mind. not at all. ♪and all these demons, they keep me up all night♪ gahh...i love that song. ergh, i sound like such a fan girl today :) none of my friends are online on gmail so i'm sorta feeling lonely-ish but not really. i can always just waste time practising guitar. life skill and all that. question to all those who play guitar: if you practise heaps of songs in a row, is it normal for my fingers to be turning purple? i have a feeling the answer's no but i've stopped playing for the day so i don't think that i'm in a huge danger zone for something bad happening. i think i might post a little poem right here, hold on:
sub-consciousness starts dancing around, wearing its dress of pretty lights
the flashing rays of colours blind you and a pale hand chases us around
crimson spills down bone but the same hands pick you up and chase away pain
soon the hands spin galaxies and terminals are chased down so that i can see
Pluto spins sideways when i fall into a watery coma
but soon the adrenaline morphs laughter into anger
angels fall down but our eyes focus on one thing only
we're infected and we all fall down holes in our face
apologies, apologies and i can't wait any longer, can't see or hear
when i tore off the mask all i could see were the stars and a chain
the hands helped me up and i forced myself from a blackout to reality
soon i talked to my shadow through a mirror in the wall
that's about it...i just made that up on the spot so it's no masterpiece. a bit longer than some of the other poems i've done i think. gotta go to bed, it's 9:40pm and i take ages falling asleep....bye!
~your friendly neighbourhood mountain goat~
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