Thursday, April 30, 2009

Diarrhea of the mind.

Everyone strives to make money, but fails to really understand why they're doing it. People go to school in order to become something that will rake in the money, and not to study what they actually want. I just wanted to say that for some reason, don't really know why.
I completed my first album ever today. I went for twelve tracks, which I think is a pretty decent number. It's funny because I don't think that I can play the songs I wrote myself! I think I'm going to have to work on that tomorrow, cause I feel as if I should be able to play those songs wherever, and whenever. This night has now officially come to and end, and I can't wait to go to bed and read a little bit from my book. That's also another thing I need to work on, reading. Haven't read a mind blowing book in forever. Hopefully that will change over the summer. The one thing that kind of sketches me out is that possibility that I might not be writing as many songs over the summer. Actually, I just realized that I probably will be doing just that when I'm working at my dads restaurant.
You know, cause when there aren't any customers, it gets pretty boring.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My friends.

Another night has come to an end, and I feel as random as ever. All the things are happening at the drop of the hat, and I don't think I like it. I mean, I used to be a spontaneous person, but I think that being in college has changed that. I like being in my room doing nothing, even if I say otherwise. However, I wouldn't be doing much anyways in my room, at least not at this point in my life, so I guess doing other things is better than nothing. I am losing precious writing, and recording, time though.
I forgot how good it feels to have friends, to have someone to talk to about your problems. Even if you're not that close, it still beats having all of the things that trouble you locked away in some part of your psyche, having it eat at you.
You know, cause it just sucks.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Rise and shine!

Note to self: REMEMBER TO CALL THE GREEK CONSULATE, GO TO THE BANK, ORDER THE GUITAR, DO THE FIRST QUESTION ON THE PHILOSOPHY FINAL!
Ok, now that that's out of the way, I just want to mention a few things. First of all, my girlfriend is not pregnant. She's just having her period really, really late. Secondly, the more I start to hang out with these new people, the more I go to bed late, and the lazier I'd get. I just need to start doing more things. Say no for a change, you know? And I really, really need to get done with some songs, writing wise, and recording wise.
You know, cause I have more than a few unrecorded.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Tick, tock.

Every day, I keep on going to bed later, and later. I really need to buckle down, and finish off my philosophy paper. I mean, really. I should have it done by the time this week is over. I guess I have to anyways. I don't know what's going on with me lately. I think it's the fact that I made some new friends, and my old ways are coming back to me. I always try to be around msot of the time, even if it takes away precious hours of my day. I should stop putting others before me. It's not healthy, and it's not going to take me anywhere. I think for tomorrow I'm just going to finally finish a song I have been prepping for, and write up the first third of my paper. For now, I'm just going to enjoy this nice beer buzz, and get my ass to sleep as soon as possible.
You know, cause I hate getting out of program.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

La la la.

I'd like to start off with something witty, or something remotely interesting. Sadly, that I cannot do. I was smoking outside today, and was just singing whatever came to my mind. I thought that it'd be a cool thing to do, in order to become attuned with myself, melodically speaking. I guess it worked in a way, I just think that I'm still too static when it comes to finding a melody. It all sounds the same. Hopefully, as time goes by, I'll get better at it.
For some reason, I think I'm starting to like poetry. I think it's because that's what songwriting really is, poetry with a melody. Maybe I'm wrong but I read a couple of lines from a T.S Eliot poem, and I found myself trying to put a melody to it. It's a big possibility that I'm going to start reading poetry from now on.
I've been going to bed at the wrong hours lately, and I'm getting pissed at that. I hate being off program, it derails my entire day. Ugh, it's all good though, the semester's almost over, so I think that I can get some more sleep if really needed it. As long as I don't start sleeping at five a.m. again.
You know, cause I did that for almost two years.

Friday, April 24, 2009

I wonder...

First off, I'd like to apologize for not posting yesterday. And now, I realize how no one really reads this shit but me. you finally got it right for once. Shut it. Anyhow, have you ever gotten that feeling that you're meant to be something? Something more than just what you are at this moment? I don't know, I have that vision for myself. I don't think it's vanity, I just think that that's how it might possibly be. This might also be a giant mistake because someday, I'll realize how wrong I was, and fall into a depression. I always was, and always will be, and optimist though. No matter what, I still have these self inflicted images of grandeur. Whatever. I can't wait to get a band started, make things happen, get the wheel turning. Because no matter how much you wish, nothing's going to happen, unless you make it happen. Man, I'm still confused though, as much as I was a couple days ago. It's only because I'm unsure of everything. No, scratch that, I'm impatient is what it is. Impatient for the things to come. Doesn't really matter what's going to happen; all the matters is that something happens. I just dislike the present. Yeah, that's an accurate way of putting it, I suppose.
You know, cause it hits the point.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Oh bla di.

Man, I've been getting lazier, and lazier as the days go by. I even got a word to associate with this syndrome, senioritis! I picked it up from this guy I have a philosophy course with. I just hope that I can pull out of it soon because I just hate having things pile up, and they have already begun to do so. On the songwriting topic, I feel as if I'm getting better and better at doing it, it just takes more effort to actually do it for some reason. I'll get the hang of it though.
You know, cause eventually, I always do.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Originality knocks.

I have to get over my obsessions. They are a damper in my efforts in being somewhat original in my songwriting. I think I got past that issue guitar wise, but it's the singing that I still have to overcome. I just have to find my voice I guess.
A word to the wise, do not eat a Whopper Jr. an hour before going to sleep. I feel as if a rock has migrated and found home in my stomach. I think that this is going to be a weird night.
Something funny, my dad turned fifty some days ago. Don't know why it's funny actually, I was just amused when I found out. Going to try and study tomorrow, which was my plan for today. Needless to say, that was an amazing failure on my behalf. Oh, I don't have any classes on Monday, I'm going to study all day! Yeah right. I did anything but study. I think it's because I have so much free time, or else I'd buckle down more. Don't know what exactly is on my mind right now, I'm feeling oddly blank for some reason. I just hope that I can fall asleep rather quickly tonight.
You know, cause I hate it when it takes too long.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Back, from outer space.

Well, it's been a couple of days since my last post, so I'll begin with what's on my mind. For one, the issue of my girlfriend and I arises, once more, and I'm as confused as ever. I really can't put my thoughts into words at the moment, so I'm just going to move on. I have recorded eight songs! I feel so good about myself actually, although I do dislike my singing. The guitar parts are ok, it's just that I'm not a melodically adept person. Hopefully, that will change in time.
I have so much do to this week. Start studying for my philosophy final, make my schedule for next semester, call the Greek consulate in Chicago for some paperwork, and continue to write songs.
Hopefully 'll amass enough material to make an "album". Hah, I never thought I'd say that. I think that's going to be enough for now because I think I should get going to to bed.
You know, cause my schedule has been thrown way off.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Nonsense.

And here it is, I stopped caring about how many posts I've hit. It was bound to happen, so no hard feelings. I feel confused for some odd and vague reason, no idea why. I do know that somethings won't change, and that is almost always the point. I'm at my aunts house right now, going to spend the next three days here. It's pretty nice because we'll be celebrating Easter, the Greek way.
Got back on my skateboard after my latest injury, and it feels great, as always. My parents keep heckling me to stop, and act my age but we all know that is not going to happen any time soon.
I need to sit down and study tomorrow, I've been putting it off for too long because it's been a great deal of time since I've had a decent vacation, and a continuous year and a half of school is starting to get to me. The good weather isn't really helping either, hehe. Jotted down a couple of lyrics today, and I think I even wrote a whole song earlier this afternoon. I don't think it was a very good song since it was born out of necessity, rather than from inspiration. Ah well, whatever. As long as I keep practicing, it's all good. I have some things to attend to tomorrow, so I think I'm going to be heading off to bed after this post, as I almost always do. Here's to good dreams.
You know, cause dreams are what make sleep so good.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

You're already done?!

Well, I think I'm pretty ok right now. It's way past my bedtime, and for the second night in a row, I haven't gone to bed yet. I'm actually pretty tired, so I'm going to have to go real quick for this one.
Just a quick mention of how I skateboarded, and wrote what I think is the best song I've recorded yet. More info on tomorrows post.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Hmm, what should I write next...?

I think I might have gotten some writers block, because I don't feel inspired, and when I do sit down and try to write, bullshit comes out. Also, the feeling of doing nothing has come back, stronger than ever, and it makes me feel like shit. I met even more people today, and I think I might have made some new friends, which is really cool. The thing I think is the best, is that most of them lurk on 4chan, something not common with the people I've met so far. I was so happy when we all lost the game, and exclaimed our doing so, pretty vehemently. Well, I think that this is all she wrote for tonight. I'm going to watch a show on the discovery channel, about people who try and make Leonardo DaVinci's inventions reality.
You know, cause I find DaVinci pretty fucking cool.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

So tired.

Oh man, where to start? This week has barely even begun, and I'm already tired. For starters, I had a busy morning today because I had an exam, and because a friend of mine wanted to take advantage of my homework. So, I met him up for, what I thought was going to be a relatively short meeting, and we ended up bullshitting for a good two hours. Afterward, I got invited to this concert which I did not refuse to go to. Ugh, the night just ended for me, and I can't wait to go to sleep.
I haven't done much songwriting these past few days, and that's kind of worrying me. Oh well, I'll just amp it up the next few days, just so that I can make up for the lost time. For now, I'm just going to go to bed, and hope the ringing in my ears will stop.
You know, cause the concert was banging!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Errr, what?

For some time now, I cannot remember my dreams for more than five minutes after I wake up. This isn't how it used to be though. I used to be able to remember almost a hundred percent of my dreams for more than a day! I don't know what triggered this change but I do not enjoy it one bit.
For something completely random, Tony Hawk set up an easter egg hunt but decided to hide skateboards, instead of the traditional eggs. The moment I read on twitter the location of the first board here where I live, I immediately bolted out of my dorm room in the frantic state of mind that only a hunt can induce. I hauled ass; literally sprinted to the location I thought was the correct one. The sad part is that I spent almost five minutes searching at the wrong location, when I realized that I was supposed to be looking somewhere else. As I got my bearings, I saw this man running to the very same location I was running to. As he went through the gate, being the daredevil that I am, I jumped over the fence and hoped against hope that my nemesis hadn't found it. Alas, that was not the case, as I saw him running away, with the board in his hand. I called out to him, congratulated him, and told him my story. Being the cool guy that he was, he gave me a ride back to my dorm.
The weird thing about this? I wasn't bitter, like I would normally be in another circumstance similar to this. All I could feel was happiness, because it was just so fun! The running, the ridiculousness of it all...ah, it was a good time.
Another thing that happened today is that, when I sent a song I had recorded earlier today to a friend, she told me that I sounded a lot like Tom DeLonge. Two years ago, fuck, a year ago, I would have been ecstatic to hear this because ever since I started playing guitar, my dream was to play the guitar, and sing, like Tom DeLonge. Now that I'm trying to be original, and escape that, I end up sounding like him. Isn't that something? It's funny how life throws these subtle, yet karmic curve balls. No wonder people write so many songs about karma.
You know, cause karma's a bitch.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

I woke up and smelled the coffee.

And yet again, I realize that I won't be something special, something out of the norm that is normality. I realized that I won't become a famous musician, or be in a famous band because I just started out too late, as always. However, it doesn't bother me at all. Why? Well, because I like songwriting, and I like playing the guitar, and I'm just gonna keep doing it because I like it, just like I keep on skateboarding even though I know I won't go pro. I did sort of give up on drawing because it just wasn't my thing. But yeah, that's all I think I'm going to talk about right now.
Also, I have plenty of stuff to do tomorrow, and this weekend in general.
You know, cause at the end of things, stuff tends to pile up.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Watermelon Vodka.

Excuse my absence yesterday but I was at a party where four local bands were playing. It was pretty good, and I got pretty intoxicated. The music was ok; my only problem was that it was too loud, and I have semi-sensitive ears. So I spent most of the party outside of the house where I could listen to the music at ease. I've been spending a lot of time with my guitar these past few days, and I've been learning things I ought to have learned four years ago, major scales. No matter, there's no time like the present, right? The other thing I've been spending time on is finding melodies to my lyrics. Since I'm not much of a singer, yet I try to be one, I find it pretty difficult to melodize something. I just have faith in the fact that the more I do it, the better I'll become.
My leg is feeling much better, and I'm going to start stretching it for most of today, and tomorrow. I want to skateboard again so much. Especially since I've been getting back some of my lost confidence.
You know, cause I used to be afraid of jumping off shit.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Rythm guitar, anyone?

Not quite sure what to talk about, so many things happen, and I keep on forgetting them until a very inappropriate moment. For one, I figured that when I graduate from college, starting a band would be really, really difficult, so I told one of my friends from class to ask around and see if there was anyone out there who would need a second guitarist, or someone that would be willing to start a band. There's another kid living here at the dorms who I know is in a band, and if I get the chance to talk to him, I'll make sure to ask him for the same favor.
I recently found out my greatest weakness in songwriting today. It's finding a melody that's the hardest, so for the past twenty minutes I've just been singing random words and whatnot, trying to escape the static-ness of my melodies. Also, I played the shit out of my guitar today! I don't think I've played for that long in a while. All I did today was learn about major scales, and how they're used in songs. It's actually pretty cool to see that the bands I idolize use these scales so much! I've actually been able to dissect a couple of songs, just to prove to myself that they're just human, and that even I could, one day, write something as good as them.

And now, for a health issue. My leg has been healing up pretty well, and hopefully, I'll be back on my board by next week. My muscle relaxants have one more day in them I think, so once they're done I'll start doing some basic stretches. That way, my muscles won't be in such a deteriorated state when I go out skating again.
You know, cause I sat on my ass all winter.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Do re mi.

It's interesting how infatuated I become with something, that I tend to obsess over it. Usually, I will obsess over it for maybe a week, and then I'll completely forget about it. Like for example the web comic I tried to start with my friend. I was so bent on making an awesome web comic that I would think about it all day and all night. The newest thing that I'm obsessing over is becoming a musician. Well, actually, I just want to be in a band and make music. The only difference between those two? I wasn't funny enough to make a web comic but I do know a little bit more about music and whatnot. I hope that I won't give up on this because this is something I would love to do as the days go by. I just recently started learning about actual music theory and whatnot, and I think I'm going to try and apply that knowledge tomorrow. I totally failed to put music to two songs of mine today, so I just figured I should let it be for a day or two before I start again. Or I might just abandon them completely and start on new songs.
You know, cause the past is the past.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Am I high?

I wish that there was a device that could record all of my thoughts, and then erase the ones that bother me. However, such a device does not exist. In its place I have blogger, which is not a bad way to bring forth these thoughts. I can see them written, and then once I've seen them take on a different form, I can deal with them easier. What's bothering me right now? The fact that I really, really want to be in a band. It's been my dream for so long, and as time goes by, I fear that it will become harder and harder to make it come true. I've been saying that it will take up too much of my time but in reality, I have too much time anyways. Maybe I should start to look into it more seriously. For now, I can just dream.
My leg is feeling much better but the muscle relaxants that I'm taking really mess me up. I was in class today, and I could instantly feel the drugs taking effect. It was extremely weird, I felt sleepy and sluggish. Almost as if my head was submerged in Jell-O. Hopefully my leg will heal, and I won't need physical therapy like last time.
You know, cause last time I semi-tore the groin muscle in my right leg.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Insult to injury.

I keep thinking about how I'm always going to be too late to pursue something. Skateboarding? Started too old. Music making? Most musicians have been in bands ever since they were 16-17. I'm 19. Ah well. I'll get to do it one day. I wrote and recorded another song today called "The World Forgot". It's not too shabby but god DAMN do I need a band! The songs just sound so blank without drums, base, and various other thingys. I totally didn't hear my phone buzzing when my girlfriend called, and she's at work right not so I don't think I'll talk to her at all today, or tomorrow for that matter. Stupid "silent" mode. Been listening to a lot of Dylan and Beatles lately, and I don't know why. Probably because they are so fucking good. Geniuses the lot of them.
I went to the doctors today to see if I could get some muscle relaxants for my pulled groing muscles. I did get the prescription, but I also got a hernia exam, doctors treat! I've never had to drop my drawers in front of a doctor, so I guess the experience was worth it. Wasn't that bad though, I mean, she was a doctor. Maybe I should tell my girlfriend that I cheated on her. Hah, now that'd be funny.
You know, cause she was only a doctor, and doctors can grab and prod all they want.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Pop it mother fucker!

There's always that day that leaves you feeling hollow and empty inside, steadily increasing this feeling as time passes. Being by myself in this room is a 24/7 job because I have to bat away the bad feelings at all times. Even with all this technology at the tip of my fingertips, even with 34 gigabytes of music, I'm still left feeling incomplete. No matter though, all this will go away tonight, only to be replaced with the usual "school week" things. Hopefully the weather is decent tomorrow so that I can go skate, which I have now come to realize that it is my anti-drug. That, and my stubbornness to do well in school. I mean, if I didn't have those, I'd be back to smoking weed in an instant, since it's much easier to obtain here than alcohol. If I had to choose? I think I'd take the booze for some reason. It's pretty masochistic on my part since, whenever I drink alone, the alcohol augments these terrible feelings and just makes it ten times worse. However, I find this perverse pleasure in it, almost as if to see how much more sad I can get, before I burst into tears.

I skateboarded in downtown Detroit today! Hart Plaza is the shit! It was so fucking good to be out in the streets again, being a little street rat in a big city. It was funny because when this kid took a picture of me trying a noseslide, we discovered that a cop car was rolling by me, frozen for eternity in that one frame. Hilarious.
You know, cause cops in Detroit don't give a shit.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

My back hurts.

These past few days, I feel rejuvenated. Things bother me less than what they usually do, and I think that this is because I started skateboarding again. I know I sound like I'm on repeat or something but the fact is, skateboarding has always had a major impact on my life. Now for something that's going to sound pretty odd: I apparently look like a skater. My best friend told me this when we were chatting with cameras. He said that I look like a straight-up skate rat. Now, this isn't the first time we've chatted like this, and he mentioned this yesterday. It's like I've undergone a mental, and physical transformation. Also, my legs are starting to get their strength back. I no longer get sore after a couple hours of doing it. I find that amazing for one.
You know, cause my legs got back in shape after only three sessions.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Six coneys to go!

So it's true that practice does make perfect. I've been writing songs these past couple of weeks, and with every new one, people say that I'm getting better at it. Of course, it's still horrible but the point is that it's becoming less horrible. if you're making it, it's going to stay that way. Never mind that, as long as they think it's good. Uh anyway, yeah. I'm currently writing a new song, titled "...And the world was colorful again". I've already got down the first verse, and the chorus. All that's left now is the second verse, and the bridge.
On oher news, I went to downtown Detroit today with two of my new friends. Yeah, we went to watch sports. Basketball, I think it was called. All jokes aside, It was pretty fun since it wasn't the usual dreary Detroit, but a Detroit where people still roamed the streets, and the roads were packed all night. And we capped it all off with two Coney Dogs each, from this place called Lafayettes.
You know, cause Coney dogs are the shit.

Staples.

What does bring people together? Well, I think that the answer to that question is music. I don't care who the fuck you are, if you're in a room with a bunch of people, and a good song comes up, you're all automatically best friends for night. And that's why I want to pursue my dream of being a musician. Just be in a band, singing, playing the guitar, just trying to escape the mundane aspects of real life. One of my biggest fears is being stuck at an office job, punching in and out and whatnot. That's why I'm going to try my hardest after school, at doing everything but that. We'll see how it goes. For now, I think I'll just focus on school.
You know, cause I'd like that piece of paper that acknowledges my accomplishments after four years.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Thank you, Robin Williams.

I am feeling sooo funky right about now. I hate that hour long period where you're recovering from sleep. Where you're just stuck in limbo between awake and retarded. If it weren't for the fact that I could feel things more prominently, for example my sore legs, I'd think that I were still dreaming. However, that is not the case, and I have a day filled with opportunity, ready for me to seize! In a good way of course. Today I have a mathematics competency test, something I have no clue how I'm goind to do on. Hopefully my memory isn't so shot so as to remember some of the basic things of math.
You know, cause I used to be good at it.

What the fuck? Did I just land a kickflip?!

It's night time again, and I realized that my blogs are more and more apart, time wise. I guess that it's mainly twitters fault since it just takes mere seconds to just write what you're doing. So all that twittering stops the accumulation of things that would otherwise put into two, or three blogs! No matter, this isn't a regular blog anyways. I'm here to write about the things that bother me, and lately, not that many things bother me! Well, of course there are some, but they're forgotten after mere minutes. For instance, the whole "girlfriend" thing. I just try and not think about it really because if I do think about it, it just hurts more and more. And my just letting things be, I can't hold a grudge against my girlfriend, making me a lot less nasty on the phone, and a lot less bitchy as well.
The one thing that's creeping up however, is the philosophy final exam. I would love an A in that class, and I think that the only way to do so is to do extremely well on the final. The weird thing is that, even though I do feel this way, I still won't study for some reason. Maybe because I'm ready for the semester to end.
My songwriting is going well, by the way. Something interesting, whenever I'm out smoking, I usually come up with a lyric, or a riff. A couple months ago, those riffs would only remain in my head, simply because I just couldn't bring them into reality for lack of skills. Lately though, almost every riff I come up with in my mind, I can play on the guitar in five minutes or so. Pretty fucking cool, if you ask me.
I skateboarded again today, and you know what's weird? I can't pop ollies like I used to but I was able to land 5-6 kickflips! But wait, it doesn't stop there! I haven't landed a kickflip in over a year and a fucking half. I think my legs are retarded. Ah well, whatever. It's not like I care anymore, I just want to skate.
You know, cause nothing compares to riding a board down the street.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Aw, not again!

I am so fucking confused right now. It's all starting over again, those thoughts creeping up into my brain, whispering dark and evil things to my gullible blob of gray matter. What thoughts are these you ask? Well, it's the whole "girlfriend" thing. I was talking to one of my very good friends today via msn, and he was also in a long distance relationship. He said that the one thing I must do is look towards the future, and try and act accordingly.
You know what I see? Us never being with one another for more than a week every three, maybe more, months. It's just too fucked up! She hates the city, so she refuses to visit. I hate the "great" outdoors but being the bitch that I am, I do go out there. She has no plan whatsoever, apart from sitting at home. My plans involve me jumping around for a good while. And what about after school? I have no clue what the FUCK I'll be doing after that. She doesn't even plan on finishing school anymore. The other thing that's starting to bother me is the fact that, when we talk on the phone, it's just a one-way conversation most of the times. It gets old really fast, and it's gotten to the point where I have to constantly fish for things to talk about. I don't know, I just. don't. know.
You know, cause I just don't anymore.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Finding Jesus.

Ok so, I was watching "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist", and at one point, this girl Caroline says that she found Jesus. It was at that time where I jotted it down, not as a song title idea like I usually do when I hear phrases like that, but as a band name! Wouldn't that be hilarious? Finding Jesus? It's the fact that it's totally ironic, since I don't really want to find Jesus!

And as I was laughing at the brilliance of this, I started forming in my head the wikipedia article that is going to be about my band and I. It will be something along the lines of "...the band name came from a movie, blah blah blah, and it was chosen by Sophocles because he thought it was funny". And then, my own personal article will say something like "...he thinks he's really funny, so the fans just go along with it. However, everyone knows that he really isn't. In a way, he does too." Isn't that just GREAT?! Oh man, am I getting ahead of myself here or what?! No matter, I like pretending that I will amount to something one day. And by that, I mean accomplish something that I feel is worthy of my mind telling me "good job man, good job" instead of constantly insulting me.
You know, cause it always does that. Don't you ever read this blog? of course not big head.

Touche.

I was actually inspired by the lady in the "quote of the day" box to the right of this sad, sad blog.
Since it won't be around for long, twenty four hours to be exact, here it is: "To do common things perfectly is far better worth our endeavor than to do uncommon things respectably". However, I still feel the need to pat myself on the back for some of the things I keep on doing, no matter how bad I am at them.

Guitar. I've been playing the guitar for a number of years, and I know that I'll keep on playing for many years to come.

Skateboarding. If it's the one thing I'd do for the rest of my life, it'd be skateboarding. Even if I can't land a god damn kickflip after so many years.

Gaming. Shit, I've been doing this ever since I was a kid. It was the damn SEGA Genesis that started it all. As long as it's reasonably affordable, I won't put the controller down.

Songwriting. I haven't been doing it for the longest time, maybe a couple of years, yet no matter how bad my lyrical skills are, no matter how bad I sing, I like doing it. Hopefully I can get somewhat better as time goes by.

Still though, are these common things, or uncommon things?
You know, cause that quote got me thinking.