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Symptoms of A Failing Heart

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Lonely Past

seNGET crossed his heart at 2:06 AM  
i've been wanting to post this entry long ago but i just didn't have the time until now. because WoW is currently having his weekly maintanence. haha.


past visit to plaza singapura has actually brought back old memories to me. it was the time when i was learning drums at the yamaha contempo music school over there. it was the loneliest time of my life then. as it was a really long journey there and the only thing that accompanied me was my dicsman or walkman (i didn't have a mp3 at that time, how pathetic).


at first i didn't plan to take up drums lessons because it was rather expensive. and for that, i want to thank my mom for sponsoring me. the one who influenced me was my secondary school classmate, sha'ari. he was learning guitar at yamaha and was trying to form a band. thats how i joined him. as i was new to drums (not counting the time i play percussion freak at arcade), he wanted me to learn the basics first.


so i did. it cost around $25 for the membership, $75 for the beginners lessons which consist of four, one hour lessons per month and not forgetting the textbook that cost around $20. so yeah, it cost a bomb! at that time, i was still sec 4 and my lessons was at 8pm every thursday. therefore everyday after school and after i finished playing soccer with my schoolmates, i have to get home early to prepare. by the time the lessons ends at 9pm, the mall was already started to close and the more lonely i felt.


imagine how tired i was and the fucking 1 hour plus to and fro journey with only have my music to spent the time. i just have this weird undescribable feeling everytime i have my lessons and i don't know why.


well, every class consist of only 10 students and there's only 6 drumsets and 4 drumpads. first come first serve basis, and i was always the latecomer (that's me). slowly month by month, as the fees goes up from $75 to $82, the student gets lesser as they either got sick or too poor to afford it. but i stay as i was getting keen to learn more.


though my drum teacher is really skilled, but to me, he don't teach that well. i'm also proud to say that i was sort of the more skilled student there due to my previous experience from the arcade. yet i suck in the stupid chords, it was hard to remember them well.


when the class finally left with 4 person, we end up combining with another class. which also means our lessons on thursday would have to change to 2pm on saturday instead. saturday! argh, it was always crowded on the mrt and the mall. i had to leave especially early to get there on time. most of the time, i have no choice but to eat ALONE before i left for my lessons. how gay can that be.


my heart felt so empty during those time. it was like, "where are all my friends when i need them the most?". but it was more like i didn't wanted to trouble my friend to just have lunch with me. how i wish i have someone by my side at the time. anyway, i would have already been happy just to bumped onto someone i know.


about the lessons, just when the fees goes up to $90. i didn't want to waste anymore of my mum's money and not forgetting all the things they taught isn't really hard. i could surely learn them all by myself if i had a drumset. and that was the reason i quit. in total, i learned about two years of drum at yamaha.


sha'ari left yamaha soon after. at that time, we were already jamming songs by metallica with just the 2 of us. slowly, he got to find more classmates to join but it just didn't work out. finally, after time and time again of changing members, we call it quits. something like that, cause he didn't contact me anymore.


all i can say is sha'ari is really skilled at guitar. he could mastered all the guitar solo from "fade to black", "master of puppets" and stuffs. i have never really listen to metallica before and he was the one who influenced me. now, i'm quite a big fan of their old songs.


speaking of a band now, i actually formed one with emily months back but it isn't complete yet. apparently, the band is more to powerpop/punk/rock which is not really my type either. after a few jamming session of our original songs and completing only one song, we slowly didn't contact again.


i guess i just can't find the perfect band. erm, music, jamming and drums used to be important in my life but time flies and i've changed. i've come to accept that i do dress differently from my great friends and our taste of music are always different. but one thing for sure, we love soccer!


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