First weekend

Think about this. It's the first weekend of 2006! How you spending it?

Anyway, waiving my promise of not boring you with details of my dreams for just a minute, let me tell you, last night I had a very musical dream. I dreamt that you had to pay for chords to play on your guitar. You cannot just play, if you haven't bought chords to be played. That is actually a very good idea, because then we won't have to practce; we just have to BUY.

And if you read today's StarWeekend, Madame Zorra (?) is now analyzing dreams. Because dreams somehow tell you things you probably wouldn't know yourself, not consciously, anyway. Which got me thinking; that dream of mine probably is trying to tell me, I am so so hopelessly sucky at the guitar. Or musical instruments, in general. I cannot do music, because I SO SUX!

So I should just give up trying to make music and stick to illegally downloading music online.

I also kind of dreamt that Chuan Ling was compulsively buying as much musical stuff as possible. This either means she's a VERY good guitarist in real life, or that she's also hopelessly bad. Worse than me, even.

Oh, by the way, did you notice, I got a tagboard now! To Li-Ann and KerrKay and people who saw my "I DON'T WANT TAGBOARDS" thing at my sidebar, well, I'm sorry. I am too kiasu not to get one now, since everybody has one. Ah, the tortures of peer pressure!

Kidding!