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MohammadHanif
Like most blogs, this blog has been misused as an open diary for the public to view. And as usual, this blog will either contain my random thoughts, something happy or fucked up. And thats Liyana. I love her alotlot :D
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we're all to blame
Saturday, January 07, 2006
no. this post is not abt sum41. the main word is blame. parents/adults are always finding someone or something to blame when we do certain things they do not agree with. for example. i have not yet prayed and time was running. my mother caught me playing my guitar instead of praying. know what, she blamed the guitar. what she said was, translated in singlish, "see, got guitar oready never pray". when u've become a parent, remember this, "think before you speak". for your information, i've already had an acoustic guitar, since ages ago. now, just because i've got his electric guitar, its supposed to be better than the acoustic. ok, it is better. but the main point is, both are guitars. i play them. both the acoustic and the electric. so what the heck is the difference. totally lame i tell you.

ok, next thing. i dunno abt you guys, but i have a perfectionist mom. not sure if the word "perfectionist" is used properly here, but aniwae. theres 2 telephones in the house. the one in the hall sounds crappy, unlike the one in my room. so, my room became the HQ for making and receiving phone calls. kk, back to my mom. imagine the tv, telephone and the bed is all aligned. so we have the tv, the phone and my bed. so i was lying down on my bed, watching the tv. my mom came in and made a call. on the table, theres some of my stuff ar. not arranged. so while making her call, her itchy fingers move about, arranging my stuff in neat positions. it was hilarious i tell you. ok, maybe not to that extent. but, haizz. she just cant stand looking at not-neatly-arranged-thing. everything has to be her way. her way on the highway.

my line in port is busted. just started recording, then things went silent. the thing is, it was totally my fault. knowing if i connect pedals to the com, it can bust an incompatible soundcard. luckily it just happened to the line in port. its useless now. so i can only depend on the microphone port for line-ins.
--anep--
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