You know what really grinds my gears?

Getting a flat tire on the way to school. GAY! I was already running late for class and that mishap just made it official. I was debating of whether to call AAA roadside assistance or not, but it would've taken too long for them to arrive. So I just changed it myself. Yet another horrible experience relative to Cal Poly Pomona.

In other news, I've been recording non-stop. Either it being only by myself or with good friends making appearances in different tracks, this shit is fun.

Woke up and for the first time..

the animals were gone.

I have been enjoying my weekends very much in the new year. The condenser mic came in yesterday, and I quickly rushed to Brian's house to see it. We quickly tested it out and the results were nice. And tonight, I made my first full official recording with this new gadget. I am having quite a lot of fun right now, this feeling is quite different.

I called off work today, and a good day to call off indeed. I'm not sure why I called in, but I just felt like doing something else rather than selling golf equipment for the day. The day off was taken advantage of course. Christine came over early today and we continued practicing for our album. And she left mid-afternoon to continue with her studying. I then took my mother to Rosemead to visit the temple in which we gave prayers to our grandparents and my father. We picked up Hannah on the way home and my mother insisted on asking her "How are you?" Hannah responded and my mom had nothing else to say, and we both laughed. Hannah and I decided to order pizza for the night and Michelle, Brian, and Glenn came over. It was a nice little pizza party on a Sunday night. I enjoyed my day off today.

Recording is now a new hobby of mine.

This bad quality of mine.

I'm not sure what it was that made me this way, but I need to grow up.

I get somewhat attached to people. Some bonds are of course stronger than others. For some reason, I get that unique connection with certain people and I ultimately give that person my full trust. I slowly make myself completely vulnerable. Not a second thought in my mind, I end up believing that the other person would feel the same. Very childish and a very bad quality of mine. Maybe it's the remnants of when my father left me that caused me to have this phobia of companionship. I fear being neglected, and I fear being left behind.

This results with it being unfair to those who I am friends with. It gives them an extra burden that they do not need. I get bitter and complicated when I sense someone leaving me, which in reality is stupid because they aren't. I'm still young.

It was just the other day.

If you miss the train I'm on
Count the days I'm gone
You will hear that whistle blow a hundred miles
Hundred miles, honey baby, lord, lord, lord.
And you'll hear that whistle blow hundred miles.

I am losing character. Well, rather than saying I am losing it, I should say it is simply changing. My integrity has been weary for some time. I know what I want now, but I will probably never have it. I have a destination now, but I will most likely never reach it. People come and go, but there are always a selected few who will always find their way back home. I find myself in different places with new surroundings, but I tend to always find my way back home. It's hard to find good company sometimes, but you will never find it untill you find your way back home.

I have a graduation present in mind for myself.

So simple in the moonlight.

It was Chrisha's 18th birthday bash this weekend, and I was one of her roses. It was a very grand and well-organized celebration. Over 200 fancy suits and dresses filled the room with a maximum capacity of 77. I could tell that Mr. and Mrs. Busuego were both quite drained from the planning, but it was a happy night for Chrisha.
It was also Rhea's 22nd birthday as well this weekend. It was celebrated at RA, a place that always reaches its capacity level every Sunday night. I always enjoy attending an event with co-workers, because I believe that if you can get along with the people that you work with, there is a high possibility of a stronger bond outside of work. Anyways, the night reminded me of my birthday not so long ago, but I wasn't the attention this time around. Rhea was in tears when I showed up. I asked her what was wrong and she replied that she was so blessed to have all these people here for her. Awww. I had Christine accompany me for the night and she seemed very nervous at first, but things got smoother when we bumped into Marty and Kate. They were there for another birthday that was going on. Christine and I ended up spending the rest of the night with those two and their party and drank away. Everywhere I looked I saw a familiar face, it was a good time.

Amongst all the birthdays that were being celebrated, I managed to squeeze in as much music time as possible. Brian and I both chipped in for a condenser microphone, a first step to quality recording. And for two nights in a row, Christine and I have been practicing on our upcoming cover album. It's coming together pretty nicely, I'd say. If you'd like a copy, let me know.