the bassist

long lost dream

now after learning with different kind of teacher 

i can really playing the bass guitar

today i can play many song with my bass guitar

hehehe my first bass is black Santa Cruz

she is the first guitar i have

and yup my first guitar is an electric bass guitar

i still remember the first time i learn the basic chord from my fren MOSH

thanks so much 

the first song that i learn is time is running out by MUSE

at first it kinda hard but after a few day i can play it smoothly..

then i start to learn the basic chord for guitar

and the first song that i can complete is the only exception by PARAMORE

at induction day, i and my frens or the algebra cover the song situasi by BUNKFACE

hahaha there are so many technical problem but we did do it nicely and everybody like it

then i dont know why the algebra just disband because we didnt have the same interest

huhu i dont know how to say this but yeah it make me sad

but after a few month later my old teslian fren WAN LONG ask me to join his band DEATH PLAQUE

i feel very happy coz i was invited to join his band

i really2 into music since i was a kid

we cover NIRVANA song and many others band song

but we've stop for awhile coz we want to focus on the final exam

but next sem we will play again

practice and practice until perfect

hahaha

world today

today's world

seems so bright yet so dark

people smiling when someone get killed 

either by gun or knife

blood spill and fill the world 

blood flow throughout the river and the sea

war goes on and on

without no hesitation

didn't know how to stop

killing will only satisfy their thirst for blood

terror, sadness, sorrow

are these the only feeling that we can feel

they are the devil 

waiting for a chance to strike 

when we get distracted

they will rip up our head, scratch out our lungs, bombs our mind 

and they will let us shivering in fear

and then what will gonna happen to this world?

no body knows...

the cruelty of life =P

live in cruel world with no justice

where people kill each other for their own life

the life that was happy now become sorrow

like a sword that had been rusty

the spirit keep haunting

fight no matter what they do

this small heart full of scars

no more space, just emptiness

life become bored

it become more and more useless

like a guitar that have no strings

what about this heart?

what about this life?

first thought ( is this my life )

but now ( where's my melody, rhythm and happiness )

how can i achieve my bloody dreams?

if the scars keep increasing

please world, make urself a fun place to be