What I'm about to share might be the most humble musical fondness story you would ever read in your entire life.  Plainly because I've never reached the success of Gary V (my local idol in singing) as well as many classic vocalists of rock bands from several foreign countries like the Scorpions, a heavy metal band from Germany.  I've never even been a choir singer.  Ok, I was once a choir member during my elementary days but my school then was too small that even those who can't strike a single note could be invited to join the choir for a simple aim of creating musical harmony against the background of every holy mass.  So what you're about to read would not be a cinderella story.  Not at all hehe.  In fact, the only musical instrument I can play is the guitar but I'm truly not good at playing it.  I learned playing it just about a year ago.  I've learned quite fast without knowing how to read notes from the music sheet but trust me on this: It could take a relatively long period of time to fully develop the skill.  A stringed-instrument like the guitar could be nearly impossible to play if you can't bear the shooting pain in your fingers while pressing the strings down.  Talking about pain is pleasure haha.  Sometimes, you have to bear a degree of pain just to produce a melody.  I could be much better tuning a guitar by ear than playing it hehe.  But quite honestly, music, to me, is more than just a hobby.  'Cause really, it wouldn't be an overstatement if I say that music has been my life.  My usual and casual outfit even stresses the fact that I totally dig rock music (although I try to dress like a true rocker as subtle as possible) 'cause I actually own two shirts which have a skull design hehe.  As you have probably noticed, the skull has been the popular theme of rock.  I vividly remember those days when I first became highly appreciative of rock music.  The story started when I was in the sixth grade (1998) and I first saw and heard the music video of Aerosmith's I Don't Want to Miss a Thing.  Damn, that hard rock song successfully sent shivers down my spine despite the fact that I haven't watched the movie Armageddon even up to this very day.  It was simply classic!  No doubt that it's been one of Aerosmith's most famous songs.  Since there was no Internet at that time to download that hit song and I just didn't have the guts to ask money from my virtually bankrupt parents for me to buy the album, I just patiently waited for that song to be played by FM stations on the radio with my thumb always ready to push the red record button through that trusty Aiwa walkman of ours.  When I finally had the song recorded in tape, I scribbled down its beautiful lyrics.  As expected, I sang the damn song out loud and even recorded my own voice through a handy tape recorder.  During that time, no one praised my singing but me haha.  To be quite honest, I've discovered that I could actually sing from the very moment I first heard my recorded voice from that recorder but since nobody at home recognized my little talent, I just let my friends listen to my recorded voice singing that Aerosmith song.  Still, they didn't say those words I was badly wanting to hear from them although there was one friend of mine who kept on playing my singing voice over and over.  But that was quite an exception since she was my admirer wahaha.  Smug!  Well, anyway...

I traveled way down south to our province (Samar) to get my "unmentionable" circumcised.  Of course, during the healing process, my mobility was very limited and so my cousins and I just can't play our favorite games like Taguan since my unmentionable was in the process of recovering itself.  And I didn't want my unmentionable to be smacked by a cabinet door if I try to hide inside a closet.  But the saving grace was that my paternal grandparents' place had a karaoke and so I belted out those Air Supply songs as high as I could.  Yet still, I didn't hear from my beloved relatives those words I was badly wanting to hear from them. 

You know what, my dear readers, I've been a very shallow person and that the only thing I ever wanted to hear from anyone was simply an affirmation that I have a good singing voice.  That I'm somehow talented.  But I heard absolutely NO recognition at those times and so I just decided to take a break from music.  I even convinced myself that my vocals wasn't as impressive as I always think it was.  That actually explains why my entire highschool life was nothing but lifeless and filled with pathetic fantasies like having an honored singing duet with a pretty girl from highschool who sings incredibly well.

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Ok, here's the thing: I'M STRESSED OUT!  Haha.

I remember I did mention in one of my previous entries that I would barely feel the academic tension this summer.  Well guess what?!  I'm grossly mistaken haha.  So please forgive me for underestimating things hehe.  I don't know why I sometimes tend to rely too much on my capabilities.  It's a personal fault, I know.  It may also be delusional 'cause sometimes I think I'm a Superman wahaha.  JOKE!  I even forgot that I had never had a 'comprehensive review' in a tight summer before.  This is actually my first time.  Classes are conducted in the morning and as I've already shared, I live in a pseudo-province.  And believe me, commuting back and forth is already a penitence.  So my summer classes have been draining me both physically and mentally.  Needless to say, I'm deprived of sleep.  I need a minimum of 8 hours for sleep but since the start of summer classes, I've only been getting an average of 5 hours.  Ok, why am I even blogging?  Time is a pot of gold at this very point.  Honestly, I'm too damn exhausted to even type and too damn time-constrained to even tell a story.  Forgive me for not blogging decently but I'm beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel haha.  If you know what I mean *winks*

I'll be back to regular blogging by the time I graduate.  And why was I reluctant to type the last word from the previous sentence hehe?  God, I know You're with me.