Saturday, October 15, 2005
conga
love it. but its so expensive. it was suppose to be cheaper than a drumset. thot of buying it. but i tink my sis is gonna get 1. so i can jam new beats on it... steph sent me a DCI percussion band song. nice. but its too slow for my ears. learing my strokes and beats. gotta verbalise em!
werk.
finally got it. warren cant come and yati went out wit mommy. both of u! mondae come. im feeling sick now. dont tink i can fast tmr. its fever. damn it. gonna chill out. aniwhere.
[[ werk ]]
[[ gotta love the conga ]]
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.