Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Earsore.

If the word earsore were to exist,
I would definitely use it on Laney's lyrics.

Just this afternoon,the band and I were practicing in the music room,cursing under our breaths,because..
Ellaney Ryareson a.k.a. Mad-case-earsore-ic-lady was singing.
It wasn't that her vocals sucks but her lyrics were.
They were as insane as fingernails who aren't transparent.
*narrow eyes*

Damn it!
Izzat is being gayy.
He wants to sleep in my room with me tonight.
Though he is already 6,but he is afraid of stuffed toys.

Izzat : Abang!! adik nk tidur ngan abng blh x?

Ileyas : Ngapa x gi tidur dgn kak sara?

Izzat : X nk. Bilik kak sara bayak patung yg berbulu2,adik takut la abng.

So,here I am.
Playing my guitar for my little brother so he could sleep.
I think,he's turning me gayy.

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