So I thought I’d share what my sound checks sound like. LOL.
I was just getting the EQ right on the condenser so I can start recording tomorrow. I’m stoked. I might experiment with my SM57 this time around.
note to self: “noniguitar” preset. mic gain up half way. recording volume 90%.
ying yang! my homie mike and me
the homie brian and michael’s RSXs. still can’t believe that’s a real cherry blossom imported from japan
(Source: brian-hoang)
talk about stage fright….
what if i mess up……….
what if my partner messes up……
ahhhhhhhhhhh
Insomnia #2.
Where I’m at right now.. :/
I hate posting things that have been posted/reblogged so many times, but this is an exception.
To all my dudes.. This is our new theme song
I feel like I’m the only one with conservative values.. :/
This generation sucks. This is the generation that made cheating okay. This generation doesn’t give a shit about purity. This generation’s just a big band wagon. Nobody knows what it means to transcend.
(Source: lovenhonor)
and another reason why I let you borrow that ukulele..
is because i wanted an excuse to come see you again.
and so we could have something we both could talk about and relate to…
goes to show how much seeing you again meant to me at the time. i love that ukulele. you know that. that’s my third arm. lol. and i gave it up just for those very reasons.
This is my Samsung Blackjack from 2007.
And I’m reading the very first texts we sent each other. It’s pretty crazy to see how different a text from back then would look like from how a text from you would look like today. Instant texts, replies within seconds are now either no replies or a reply hours later.
then why can’t we just fix that. please just give me a shot. i want a legitimate shot. not one where i have to compete against other guys. i’m going straight to the point here. yeah i want to be friends, but know that i want to be friends not just to be friends but also because i want you back. and if i do stop my silence and start talking to you again and want to become your friend, know that i want more than that eventually. know this time that i have that agenda. it’s not fair that i worked so hard for so long and all of a sudden some guy comes along and he becomes your best friend AND LOVER (i hate to assume but that’s what it sounds like) in only a few months. how do you think i feel about that? of course i’m mad. i’m fucking angry because you fall in love with this guy that makes no where near the sacrifices i made.
just because he provides you happiness in such a short time, doesn’t mean he’s THE GUY. It’s always like that. Haven’t you watched the notebook? Let’s cut to the chase already because you know who I’d be in that movie, set all jokes to the side.
i want to be with the girl i gave my virginity to. and you should want the same because you said it was just important to you as it was to me. don’t you believe in purity? i know it’s 2012, but don’t you think we can be the exception? and you always believed in the both of us. why do you stop believing. failure only comes when you stop believing. we put eachother through difficult tests and yeah i failed a couple of yours. but you failed a couple of mine too, but i didn’t stop believing. you were the one that cut and ran
Alyssa Vibar, i want you more than anybody else does. do you understand that? if i have to be silent for so long then i’ll do it if i have to. i know you’re still there. you can fall in “love” with somebody else, but i know it won’t be as real as we had it. i want to give my love to somebody else too just like you do, (AND I HAVE TRIED) but i know it won’t work because i know it’s not going to be anywhere near as good as what i had with you. don’t tell me you don’t give a fuck because i know you do. our love is REAL. i know you still love me and it sounds retarded that i say that because it doesn’t show what so ever, but i know you’re going through the same road I’m going through and our hearts were too tied together to let it go just like that. you only ran away and you did find shelter, but to me it sounds like temporary shelter because you’re just scared to come back. i know that and i know it’s my fault. but it’s not about those flaws and mistakes (and your flaws too). it’s about how we overcame those bumps in the road. don’t you understand? do you agree that’s what measures love?
and yes i did screw up the other week. that’s called withdrawal. you ignoring me like that took me back to old times. SORRY.
so the next time you “break.” know that you’re not alone because i’m on the same road. you have your shelter now and i’m glad you do, but know that i want you to come back someday and soon would be a miracle. i don’t care if you say you’re not worth it because to me a little thread means everything to me.
and i know you well enough that you’re always indecisive, especially when it comes to some of the things you say. i have a knack for knowing what’s BS or not. i know there’s still a thread even if you say there isn’t. because a couple of months ago you said there was NOTHING. a couple of weeks ago you said there was. i’ve decided to only believe the 2nd statement.
he can say all he wants to refute and he may sound right AND LOGICALLY right, but don’t you understand logic isn’t everything? does he know what we’ve been through? actually scratch all of that because more importantly, does he know what I’VE been through?
i listen to second opinions too, but they never shake me because real love overcomes anything.
i know it’ll find its way back. please stop prolonging this break because i know deep down your heart is struggling. because it’s stuck between me and him.
What do YOU want?
and if the situation is not what i’m only ASSUMING it is, then so be it. figure out what you want, what you really want. let’s just get straight to it please :/
I’m surprised I haven’t uploaded this before.
This is an original called “Someday.” Maybe now I can actually write lyrics for it from the inspiration of current events.
Lol, it’s so raw that you can hear me press the space bar (to stop the recording) on both guitar tracks at the end.
Ugh, I miss that guitar.





