Exams are A Pain...

It's ironic as to how much we complain about exams.

Imagine this.

We spent 11 years (*some of us 13, for those who went thru the torture known as Form *), reading texts and notes, and attending classes by people who on a whole, spend more time thinking where they could have been if they "just-bought-that-winning-lottery-number", and then being under the pressure cooker enviroment to "perform and excel".

We would go out and buy books after books, stuffed with "notes" and questions, and we would easily spend hundreds on them. Until today, the only book that I reckon that was the most value for money that I have bought, is that Add Maths workbook that I used for 2 years, and gave me that A1 in Add Maths...

We would go to classes in below par conditions, such as broken tables, broken chairs, broken doors, broken windows, broken doors, broken ceiling panels (*yes there were*), which obviously not a condusive enviroment to study rite?

It's like studying in the ghetto...

And then comes the exam period.

Imagine spending 2 months revising notes or in most cases, actually learning the stuff your reading properly for the first time. The late nights, fueled by cups of Nescafe and Milo, chips and constant lack of sleep and panda eyes. The pre-exams stress. The stress of coming to school and seeing other people studying, which creates this kinda paranoia induced reaction to reach for a book to read over and over again.

And then the exams come and go. And at the end of the whole thing, you just can't help but think...

"OY!!!"

--|[s2k]|--

And you thought we were gone...?

Yes, we were inactive for the longest time in our short history. But that was just to tease you readers out there. You know you miss us.

It's been some crazy semester for me, and it's about to end in a couple of week's time. Hold your confettis folks, not so fast.

I'm just typing here to brag about my recent performance in Wings Cafe last week. We played a few songs, namely Hotel California, Knockin' On Heaven's Door (Guns N Roses version) and I Will Survive (Cake version). It went pretty well, although there were technical problems on the PA system. I sincerely think that it could've been better.

The gig was quite unnerving, giving me jitters (yes, I'm only human... sorry for disappointing, I know you guys thought I always had a cold heart). Of course, I acted cool, staring into the crowd once in a while, looking at the glare of the spotlights, getting annoyed by the sound of passing vehicles outside and even winking at some pretty faces too. As soon as we finished, they threw flowers at us. Roses to be exact. I love to gloat this part of it. We felt like rock stars. Yeah, baby.

Now that we all know about my well-gloated performance, I'm going to ask all of you (yes, I love you guys, that's why I'm asking) to suggest some songs to perform for the next round. We're basically two guitars and a vocalist, so don't come up with hard rockin' songs please. Don't shower us with too much love though.

Your suggestion(s) are truly appreciated. Thank you.
– Liam –

p/s: Our apologies for the inactivity. It's only temporary.