Since I don't think any of you guys know about my roommate woes, I'll take the time now to rant some about him.
Yeah, he's a nice guy (I guess, we HARDLY ever talk to each other
), but he's just really freaking inconsiderate sometimes. He owns two guitars, one of which is an electric that's hooked up to an amp, and in a small room like mine, that can be a huge problem. So one time, I was talking on the phone, and he came in with a bunch of his friends, and they started jamming on both his guitars like 3 feet away from me. I was like, "What the fuck? 
" (Yes, with the mad smiley). I would have said something to them, like "shut the fuck up or I'll kill you all with a single gunshot," but I'm too much of a pussy in real life to do anything about people walking all over me. That's just the way I am, but anyways...
Oh, and he's fucking messy, too. The other day, I found a used Q-Tip lying on the floor... what in the hell? He also keeps the sink filthy with SOME sort of toothpaste/shaving mess, and he goes into the community bathrooms here bare foot.
I could go on forever, but I have an exam tomorrow, so I should probably take that first.
Btw, he's pretty good at guitar, but sometimes the stuff he plays is just absolute CRAP. I took a recording earlier today of some sort of... "tune" he was playing, and this kinda crap went on for about 30-40 mins. Here's the mp3. That might be a little load, so make sure your speakers aer low when it first starts.
Song of the 1:30 AM
Tool - Reflection
I have come curiously close to the end,
Down beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
Defeated, I concede and move closer.
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness.
How pitiful.
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping,
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant.
As full and bright as I am,
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me.
Its source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless.
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting.
And as I pull my head out, I am without one doubt.
Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism.
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late.
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego before it's far too late.
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical.
And you will come to find that we are all one mind,
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you,
And let the words spill through,
And let them pass right through,
Bringing out our hope and reason
Before we pine away.
Yeah, he's a nice guy (I guess, we HARDLY ever talk to each other
), but he's just really freaking inconsiderate sometimes. He owns two guitars, one of which is an electric that's hooked up to an amp, and in a small room like mine, that can be a huge problem. So one time, I was talking on the phone, and he came in with a bunch of his friends, and they started jamming on both his guitars like 3 feet away from me. I was like, "What the fuck? " (Yes, with the mad smiley). I would have said something to them, like "shut the fuck up or I'll kill you all with a single gunshot," but I'm too much of a pussy in real life to do anything about people walking all over me. That's just the way I am, but anyways...
Oh, and he's fucking messy, too. The other day, I found a used Q-Tip lying on the floor... what in the hell?
He also keeps the sink filthy with SOME sort of toothpaste/shaving mess, and he goes into the community bathrooms here bare foot.
I could go on forever, but I have an exam tomorrow, so I should probably take that first.
Btw, he's pretty good at guitar, but sometimes the stuff he plays is just absolute CRAP. I took a recording earlier today of some sort of... "tune" he was playing, and this kinda crap went on for about 30-40 mins. Here's the mp3. That might be a little load, so make sure your speakers aer low when it first starts.
Song of the 1:30 AM
Tool - Reflection
I have come curiously close to the end,
Down beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
Defeated, I concede and move closer.
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness.
How pitiful.
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping,
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant.
As full and bright as I am,
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me.
Its source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless.
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting.
And as I pull my head out, I am without one doubt.
Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism.
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late.
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego before it's far too late.
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical.
And you will come to find that we are all one mind,
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you,
And let the words spill through,
And let them pass right through,
Bringing out our hope and reason
Before we pine away.
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pulloffmywings:
pics are in my pic section, and i also have some up in SG hopefuls
pulloffmywings:
mmhmm