quarreled with bro over amanda using master bedroom's toilet via my room.
apparently he dont uds whats women's privacy cus he dont see a need to ask for permission .
the thing is, at least INFORM me that somebody is entering my room .
what if theres pad in tht toilet, what if my clothes and bras are all over e place ?
he only think about moneymoneymoney, tht nth's valuable in my room worth stealing so i shldnt make a big fuss .
fuck, he obviously dont know the meaning of respect in short .

piano nvr fail to make me feel better !
to zanarkand is a piece to vent your anger out with all the fortisimo (ff) & accent, and ritardano (rit) tells you that its time to calm down .
so long since i played it this well, and so long since i felt that burst of energy =D

i dont know why and how can i mistook mum's hairgel as my bodylotion.
i applied a wholelot before realising it smells too good and also too sticky damn !