Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About NOTHING and everything all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
 
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Am I just STONED?

Good lord! I still love that song. Even after more than a decade since I first heard it. I guess I saw the video, and it was an awesome video. And well… I guess I probably was cursed or somethin cuz the most attractive part of the song for me then was the intro power chords (aye, still is… but hush hush!! I hear they kick you outta the grownups’ club if you are found praising stuff like the Basket Case and power chords). But you know, I wish I had one of those cheap Ibanez thingys. I woulda been playing the same riffs all day long till my folks threw me out. And yes, of course, Billy Joe is a fuckin rocker.

Hey, it isn’t too late, is it? OK so, who’s gonna buy me a cheap Ibanez, which I can use to play these power chord riffs all day? Hey, at least I didn’t say I’ll shred — I dunno how to, so moi neighbors can chill. But then, shredding is real cool too… it just drives me insane (which is not really bad, unless I’m really pissed or somethin). Anyway, the point is… I’ve always been a fuckin awful guitarist — that is if I can call myself one — even when three of us had a band for two whole months. And as much as I wanted to be able to play the bass back then, I never woulda been able to anyway cuz I’ve always been a slack. So, the next best thing is to go get one of those cheap Ibanez thingys, bang those power chords and end up impressing the hell outta the weirdos. Neat idea, eh?

Anyway, in things not so related to the above: I haven’t seen any of my net pals, apart from Jo-not-so-fine, for over a month. Wakey wakey Robin, Gox, Zen, Sandy, Pompy, Vicks, et. all. And my best fuckin mate Mushi seems to have disappeared as well. And the thing is he’s gonna show up in a couple of months and bad mouth me over no big deal. Yeah, well, unlike others, I have two best mates for Mushi and Gox, and both of em bad mouth me when the fault is actually at their end. Assholes!

In other news: Bal has moved to Mumbai. Debs is probably gonna get married in a year and Suhos may follow suit soon afterwords. So, my whole fuckin group from school is all set to be nuked. Pretty impressive, eh? And look at this Jet band thingy singin Move On. Morons!! But it’s so 60s sounding. I love it. It goes like…

‘Cause every once in a while
You think about if your gonna get yourself together
You should be happy just to be alive
And just because you just don’t feel like comin’ home
Don’t mean that you’ll never arrive

Yeah I’m gonna have to move on
Before we meet again
Yeah it’s hard
If you had have only seen
Take control
Don’t be afraid of me

Adios!!

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