On silver wings I send my prayer,
yet tattered, torn I wonder wether it'll get there.
But I know somehow,
someone's listening...
but I don't know when help will come
so I fall...
down into a spiral.
where I can't get out
But I won't say I'm forsaken
because I know it'll come
someday.

heh...
so this is my second post...
NS life is still killing me...
I originally thought being in the army was pretty cool..
I guessed I was way too influenced by the clone trooper formations in star wars,
the handling of explosives and firearms...
until I got there...
and half the time you're stuck doing nothing...
either preparing for what is to come....
or just waiting and loathing the instructions that is to come...
Now, even as an OOC..
I'm still waiting....
rotting away...
no news about my posting...
so I'm still stuck in the office..
with a partially mentally insane bunch of sargeants...
well at least that makes things interesting..

anyway...
back to my guitar playing....
which is much better than how it used to be..
considering..I'm almost at the point where I can play a song fully..
my rhythm is way better..
(I think guitar freaks helps)...
still trying to get the right strumming pattern and pace for
Live's 'The Dolphins Cry'...
beautiful song man...

well...
suddenly I feel a sense of hope again..
despite feeling that whateve you're doing is shit quality to what you're trying to achieve..
it brings a sense of fulfillment to do what you really want to do...
(10:35 PM)