Wednesday, September 09, 2009

999

many years ago, i remember toying with the idea of being in an alt-rock band selling millions worldwide. then i'll be drowning in money, surrounded by many, really hot chicks. and that will garner me much-needed respect from my hometown boys, my teachers and envied by just anybody my age. i'll smile whilst saying, i have the best job in the world. doing things i like and getting paid for it.

and then i feel like waking up from a long, deep sleep. the journey stopped even before it even started. that was all naive and embarrassing and funny. but i know for sure, i have no business being a frontman if i can't sing like chris cornell or at least eddie vedder. no, definitely not james hetfield.

so 2nd best option - i thought if you can't be one, you could at least live like one. and that's exactly what i did. haha..that was the period of a very stupid me. still, honestly sometimes i feel like reliving that moment with a pinch of hope to revive the dream. i would always believe, we should all stay young at heart. exception - there'll be no hard-partying or colorful combination of weird looking substances anymore, just natural high. :-p

p/s : i left one important thing behind. should i become an ultra-successful rock star, i'll have my first dodge charger. with big 69 painted on each door. damn!

1 comment:

bastard united said...

we all had our moment of being rock stars....hehehe...

nevertheless, the dodge charger is still achievable.

time is never time at all

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