Its another Friday, another week has passed so yay yay hooray la la hola.
I went to the Gym yesterday. The kallang gym run by Singapore Sports Council. I have to say though apparently not very bright, the counter people are very friendly and nice. They are polite, courteous and most accommodating and flexible. The same can't be said for a staff working there. Its the first time after 3 visits that I saw him there, and at first I assumed he was just another gym user like myself. How wrong I was. Let me explain. The whole situation will also show the difference between good and bad service and how it can affect the customers.
Now, the counter people as I've mentioned before are friendly and flexible etc. so they let me in for free since I go to the gym with Poon, who is working at SSC. Which is why I just swaggered into the gym like usual yesterday without paying. Quite suddenly though, while I was walking towards the toilet, that man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Shocking me in the process I might add. Cause at first I mistook that guy for a badly misshapened dumbbell. You would be shocked too if a badly misshapened dumbbell appeared from nowhere and stood beside you. On closer inspection however, I realised it was actually a human man, though I wasn't sure what he wanted.
Ugly dumbbell looking rude cunt: aIkAdMjAsCfUkNlTo
Me: 'scuse me what?
UDLRC: Aarree yeew orso a memmbeurr?
Me: Erm......
(what?)
Poon: No
UDLRC: Theen yeew go pay
Me: Oh ok
UDLRC: Eh, ______(counter lady's name), he is not member. Make sure he pay.
I was quite pissed off with his bloody rude tone, and he made it seem as if I was just a student who had no money to pay that damned $2:50. But ok, alright, I can live with that. I've gotten used to the fact that cunts are abundant in this wide world. So off I went to pay the $2:50 to the counter lady(whom I must remind again was very friendly). After paying, I went to change and warm up till I was ready to use the gym equipment. But just as I sat down on the seats of one of the machine, I was shocked again, by the appearance of, what I this time percieved to be a oversized wrinkled half-chewed onion. Experience served me well however, and I quickly recognized the half-chewed onion as the same man from just now.
Ugly onion looking rude wanker: Each one must have towel
Me: But I'm sharing the towel with my friend
UOLRW:No sharing of towel
Me:huh? why?
(this has got to be one of the stupdiest rules ever: no sharing of towels? why not? Whats the logic behind making such a rule?)
UOLRW: Gym rule, each one must have personal towels.
Me:Erm....but I don't have a towel
UOLRW: Then go buy from the counter
Me: How much?
UOLRW:aIsMdAjAkShSfHhOiLoEtio
Me:HUH?
UOLRW:one dollar(in a sing-song sacarstic tone)
Wow. The last part really took the cake. I was PISSED. Yes, REALLY REALLY PISSED. But no, thats not the worst part, after I bought the towel from the friendly, polite and smiling counter lady, I saw him talking and joking with other musclemen who did not have their own towel but were using the equipment. Apparently though he saw no need to tell them. So what does that mean?
Is he rude to us cause we're just students working out(for NAPFA) and not some steriod ridden muscle prick working out(cause they have no fucking life and nothing else better to do)? Or does he just have a fetish for musclemen? I do believe however, that the real reason is jealousy. I was just too good looking and just too fucking mint for his gayboyarseface to take. So in an attempt to make himself feel better, he made me pay $1 for a towel. Gosh, that must have made his day.
"YES! Me make hansem guy give $1 to cumpony. I so happy. Me bangs head on dumbbell to celebrate!"
But you know what? Despite feeling disgruntled, angry, pissed, hot under the collar, furious etc. I just could not help but smile at the counter lady on the way out. She was just that nice. You know the feeling when you get so worked up you can't even smile? I was feeling that way at the moment. However, that counter lady gave me such a very sincere warm smile that I just couldn't help but smile back at her. The poisonous thoughts coursing through my mind were suddenly replaced by red roses, blue violets, white lilies and custard puffs.
So you can see the difference between good service and bad service from here. It can make or break your day. If not for that counter lady, I would have left feeling extremely bitter and cranky.
What can we prove from here? That cunts are really abundunt in this world. Luckily though, there are also nice & friendly people out there to make us feel better. So if you ever come across a cunt who makes you unhappy, just find someone friendly to make you happy again.
Don't come to me though. I quite freely admit, I'm a arrogant arsehole.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Well, its been quite some time since I last blogged. Considering that ever since IPP started, I've been churning out on average, 1 blog post every 2-3 days. More out of boredom than anything. Well, if you thought that the "lack" of blog posts/updates were due to some interesting work I have to do in the office, then you couldn't be more wrong. So what then, keeps me from getting too bored?
This is the answer:
Free Cell! & Solitaire('s the only game in town)!
Right....kinda lame huh? Not quite, if you play Free Cell like I do. Cause then it'll be a challenge. If you notice the picture carefully, I arranged the cards in the top right hand corner according to their rank: diamond, club, hearts and spade. Which is not an easy task to do in Free Cell.
Why do I do it? I like it. I find it quite cool to see the cards in running order order. And because I'm weird like that.
Alright, I've downloaded my favourite movie of all time, V for Vendetta last week and I've been watching it during work. Oooooohhh, the movie still retains its charm. I hailed it as one of the best, if not THE best, movie I've ever caught, and my sentiments still remain. The storyline itself is excellent. The acting is great. The soundtrack/music is wonderful. But yeah, hearing me wax lyrical about this movie is no use. You gotta check it out yourself.
In fact watching this movie again had me drawing quite a few parallels to the situation in Myanmmar right now. A military government, strict and total domination. The people being cowered by guns and the soldiers wielding them. But the people should not be afraid of the government. The government should be afraid of the people. And while the whole world expresses outrage at what is going on, little action is being taken to solve it. But well, thats the real world. People only do things if they think they can get something out of it. No one does anything out of pure love, kindness, or even pity. And that's a fact. Live with it.
Something random now. You ever wonder how some people can sleep in the train very soundly, their head drooping and swaying left to right whenever the MRT stops/starts, but yet when they reach their station they manage to wake up? Well, you want to know the answer? Stand in front of a white wall, approximately 5cm away and just stare directly into it. Has the answer come to you yet? No? Well thats because there is no answer(and you would have looked pretty dumb if you tried that out). Its just pure dumb luck and a bit of human body instinct. Especially if its a regular pattern. Like for myself, I always manage to get a corner seat(which you might consider miraculous cos of the morning crowd but I have my methods). I'll then proceed to sleep quite soundly and for no reason I'll just wake up either at City hall or Dhoby Ghaut. Don't ask me how, I told you its just pure instinct/luck. There's no answer for it. Maybe one day we'll know but I doubt that day will ever come.
Told you the last part was random.......
We all love to fall in love. Its been described as the sweetest feeling one could ever feel(how they decided it was sweet and not some other taste is beyond me). But it can hurt too. Thats cause falling in love is the sweetest feeling but falling in love with someone who loves you too is the greatest feeling. Ever. I think. Hahaha, I've never really experienced that before. All this is via hearsay. Why do I bring this up? I really have no bloody idea. Honestly. My train of thought has been disrupted already damn.
Oh well, I think I'll end here for now......
Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand what's in your hands
And as he face the sun he cast no shadow.......
This is the answer:
Free Cell! & Solitaire('s the only game in town)!
Right....kinda lame huh? Not quite, if you play Free Cell like I do. Cause then it'll be a challenge. If you notice the picture carefully, I arranged the cards in the top right hand corner according to their rank: diamond, club, hearts and spade. Which is not an easy task to do in Free Cell.
Why do I do it? I like it. I find it quite cool to see the cards in running order order. And because I'm weird like that.
Alright, I've downloaded my favourite movie of all time, V for Vendetta last week and I've been watching it during work. Oooooohhh, the movie still retains its charm. I hailed it as one of the best, if not THE best, movie I've ever caught, and my sentiments still remain. The storyline itself is excellent. The acting is great. The soundtrack/music is wonderful. But yeah, hearing me wax lyrical about this movie is no use. You gotta check it out yourself.
In fact watching this movie again had me drawing quite a few parallels to the situation in Myanmmar right now. A military government, strict and total domination. The people being cowered by guns and the soldiers wielding them. But the people should not be afraid of the government. The government should be afraid of the people. And while the whole world expresses outrage at what is going on, little action is being taken to solve it. But well, thats the real world. People only do things if they think they can get something out of it. No one does anything out of pure love, kindness, or even pity. And that's a fact. Live with it.
Something random now. You ever wonder how some people can sleep in the train very soundly, their head drooping and swaying left to right whenever the MRT stops/starts, but yet when they reach their station they manage to wake up? Well, you want to know the answer? Stand in front of a white wall, approximately 5cm away and just stare directly into it. Has the answer come to you yet? No? Well thats because there is no answer(and you would have looked pretty dumb if you tried that out). Its just pure dumb luck and a bit of human body instinct. Especially if its a regular pattern. Like for myself, I always manage to get a corner seat(which you might consider miraculous cos of the morning crowd but I have my methods). I'll then proceed to sleep quite soundly and for no reason I'll just wake up either at City hall or Dhoby Ghaut. Don't ask me how, I told you its just pure instinct/luck. There's no answer for it. Maybe one day we'll know but I doubt that day will ever come.
Told you the last part was random.......
We all love to fall in love. Its been described as the sweetest feeling one could ever feel(how they decided it was sweet and not some other taste is beyond me). But it can hurt too. Thats cause falling in love is the sweetest feeling but falling in love with someone who loves you too is the greatest feeling. Ever. I think. Hahaha, I've never really experienced that before. All this is via hearsay. Why do I bring this up? I really have no bloody idea. Honestly. My train of thought has been disrupted already damn.
Oh well, I think I'll end here for now......
Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand what's in your hands
And as he face the sun he cast no shadow.......
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Nanyang Polytechnic. NYP.
The school is fucked up. Oh yes it is. I'm not sure about the engineering side and the ah-bengs and porn stars in there but the business side of the school sure sucks. Nope, not the students but the system, the management and the decision makers. I've always been kind of anti-authority, especially in Secondary School, but in Polytechnic I've maintained a lower profile cause at least, we do have more freedom here. But all along, there have been many flaws of this school. Let me list down what the "authority" have done so far to piss me off.
1)TEP. Sure, TEP is good for making friends and all that, its good to build up relationships but in terms of the grading and what we learn, its basically crap. I've ranted before about the grading especially, and the supervisor(s) in charge of it. Yes, we pay them so that they can hire Cunt teck chwee supervise us. How fuck is that?
2) The hockey pitch. I'm a regular user of the hockey pitch since that is where we usually play our soccer. But, most of the time, we have to fight for the right to use it, usually with people from the cricket side or the hockey side. Now, thats ok right, if you think about it. I mean, CCAs do take priority over us who use it for recreational use. BUT! They loan it out to people from OUTSIDE of NYP! Meaning those cricket shithead are from some other schools coming to use the hockey pitch cause they booked it. And when we try to book it, they say we can't. Students of NYP are given less priority then those from the outside? I'll like to remind you again that we PAY SCHOOL FEES to use these facilities, and not for some cricket or hockey or frisbee people to dominate it.
3)People who work for the director. My group of EMRS were "scolded" by the director's balls suckers for playing cards once. The way they talked to us was kind of like we were little kids. They kept on boasting that they worked for the director or what shit. Yeah, and we pay the fucking director and yourself too. Cunts.
4) I'm sure there are a lot more things I could go on about but I just thought lets cut it short and well, get to the point I'm trying to make. The point which this blog rant is based on. Because NYP management is unfair, stupid and nincompoopish. Here's what making me angry. The reasons for them denying Jun Rui's trip to Japan is so fucking lame it makes these people appear normal. Lack of experience and too young? Erm.......hi, isn't that the bloody point of IPP in the first place? To GAIN EXPERIENCE? Most of us here are stuck in the office doing mundane office work, hoping to get out and do something which we can actually learn. The sad reality of it all, is that us students at attachment usually do work which no one wants to do. Like data entry. Proof reading. Holding a box and just walking around following the supervisor(and yes, its a true story).
So for the company to actually send a student out overseas to lead the tour all by herself, thats a golden opportunity no one in their right mind would pass up. Then the school(I have to constantly remind you, we pay school fees) decides to veto the decision and everything is off. Just like that. Age as a factor is laughable. Here we have a profit making company who trusts in this student to do the job. Do you think they'll just let ANYBODY take on such a task if they do not believe they have the capability? It could cost them money if things went wrong. If the company then deems it fit for Jun Rui to do the job, I don't see why the fuck NYP should think otherwise. We pay them to restrict our learning experience. Think about that for awhile. Does it even sound right?
And I think, though this is not confirmed, that another student got the green light to go. If thats the case then I really have nothing else to say. Cause then its time to fucking take some action and fuck NYP back. I'm not sure how but I'll think of a way. Maybe I could record myself singing Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh while gyrating like madonna in a tight fit costume and send it to the director. That'll scare the fuck out of him. Whatever it is though, there's no denying the fact that this shit is fucked up............really reeaallly fucked up.
Sorry for all the strong language. Just that when I get fired up I tend to spew lots of vulgarities. I just find the whole situatioin rather ridiculous. This whole IPP/TEP from NYP is a sham, its a shell of an idea of a system. And for those who think its just because this happened to Jun Rui that I am getting worked up, you couldn't be more wrong and more dumb and you'll be met with a scream or a slap(inside joke). The whole thing reeks of stupidity and to know you're in a school like this, paying and thus facilitating such decisions indirectly, don't you feel your money is going down the drain? Argh, enough of this.
Company bbq yesterday. Was kinda nice, the food there wasn't too bad. Lots of seafood though, meaning I couldn't eat a lot of things. The eclair was quite heavenly. Too bad have to buy in bulk or I would certainly make it a point to buy it frequently.
Alright then its been a long post so I'll stop here for now.
What I know, is my bane
What you know, is your shame
What we know, we deny
The school is fucked up. Oh yes it is. I'm not sure about the engineering side and the ah-bengs and porn stars in there but the business side of the school sure sucks. Nope, not the students but the system, the management and the decision makers. I've always been kind of anti-authority, especially in Secondary School, but in Polytechnic I've maintained a lower profile cause at least, we do have more freedom here. But all along, there have been many flaws of this school. Let me list down what the "authority" have done so far to piss me off.
1)TEP. Sure, TEP is good for making friends and all that, its good to build up relationships but in terms of the grading and what we learn, its basically crap. I've ranted before about the grading especially, and the supervisor(s) in charge of it. Yes, we pay them so that they can hire Cunt teck chwee supervise us. How fuck is that?
2) The hockey pitch. I'm a regular user of the hockey pitch since that is where we usually play our soccer. But, most of the time, we have to fight for the right to use it, usually with people from the cricket side or the hockey side. Now, thats ok right, if you think about it. I mean, CCAs do take priority over us who use it for recreational use. BUT! They loan it out to people from OUTSIDE of NYP! Meaning those cricket shithead are from some other schools coming to use the hockey pitch cause they booked it. And when we try to book it, they say we can't. Students of NYP are given less priority then those from the outside? I'll like to remind you again that we PAY SCHOOL FEES to use these facilities, and not for some cricket or hockey or frisbee people to dominate it.
3)People who work for the director. My group of EMRS were "scolded" by the director's balls suckers for playing cards once. The way they talked to us was kind of like we were little kids. They kept on boasting that they worked for the director or what shit. Yeah, and we pay the fucking director and yourself too. Cunts.
4) I'm sure there are a lot more things I could go on about but I just thought lets cut it short and well, get to the point I'm trying to make. The point which this blog rant is based on. Because NYP management is unfair, stupid and nincompoopish. Here's what making me angry. The reasons for them denying Jun Rui's trip to Japan is so fucking lame it makes these people appear normal. Lack of experience and too young? Erm.......hi, isn't that the bloody point of IPP in the first place? To GAIN EXPERIENCE? Most of us here are stuck in the office doing mundane office work, hoping to get out and do something which we can actually learn. The sad reality of it all, is that us students at attachment usually do work which no one wants to do. Like data entry. Proof reading. Holding a box and just walking around following the supervisor(and yes, its a true story).
So for the company to actually send a student out overseas to lead the tour all by herself, thats a golden opportunity no one in their right mind would pass up. Then the school(I have to constantly remind you, we pay school fees) decides to veto the decision and everything is off. Just like that. Age as a factor is laughable. Here we have a profit making company who trusts in this student to do the job. Do you think they'll just let ANYBODY take on such a task if they do not believe they have the capability? It could cost them money if things went wrong. If the company then deems it fit for Jun Rui to do the job, I don't see why the fuck NYP should think otherwise. We pay them to restrict our learning experience. Think about that for awhile. Does it even sound right?
And I think, though this is not confirmed, that another student got the green light to go. If thats the case then I really have nothing else to say. Cause then its time to fucking take some action and fuck NYP back. I'm not sure how but I'll think of a way. Maybe I could record myself singing Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh while gyrating like madonna in a tight fit costume and send it to the director. That'll scare the fuck out of him. Whatever it is though, there's no denying the fact that this shit is fucked up............really reeaallly fucked up.
Sorry for all the strong language. Just that when I get fired up I tend to spew lots of vulgarities. I just find the whole situatioin rather ridiculous. This whole IPP/TEP from NYP is a sham, its a shell of an idea of a system. And for those who think its just because this happened to Jun Rui that I am getting worked up, you couldn't be more wrong and more dumb and you'll be met with a scream or a slap(inside joke). The whole thing reeks of stupidity and to know you're in a school like this, paying and thus facilitating such decisions indirectly, don't you feel your money is going down the drain? Argh, enough of this.
Company bbq yesterday. Was kinda nice, the food there wasn't too bad. Lots of seafood though, meaning I couldn't eat a lot of things. The eclair was quite heavenly. Too bad have to buy in bulk or I would certainly make it a point to buy it frequently.
Alright then its been a long post so I'll stop here for now.
What I know, is my bane
What you know, is your shame
What we know, we deny
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Halfway there......5.5 weeks done, 5.5 more weeks to go.
Still a long way to go though. But for now, I'm just gonna sit back and give myself a pat on the back for making it past the halfway mark without having gone stark raving mad. Because I would start running around Orchard Road naked with just a picture of Fidel Castro covering up my privates while shouting "north south line" in Japanese over and over again if I were mad. And it would not be a pretty sight. At all.
So we all should be thankful that 5.5 weeks have passed already. The countdown to school (I can't believe I'm typing this out) begins.
Alright then, so we're done with self-congratulatory reason number 1. Now on to self-congratulatory reason number 2. Finally, after so fukin' long, with the weather and circumstances sometimes getting in the way, I actually managed to get my lazy but sexy butt over to the Kallang Gym yesterday. Went there with Poon who is IPP-ing at the Singapore Sports Council nearby. Complicated looking equipment, muscular men(and women) working out, and my growing tummy all served to make me feel slightly apprehensive at going into the gym at first. You know the feeling, where you just feel like you don't fit in here at all. I'm not expecting the whole room to break into song and dance to welcome me but well, as compared with the Grassroots gym which I usually use, it lacked the warm, private and comfortable kind of atmosphere.
So feeling a little uncertain, I stepped into the gym.
Following conversation ensues. Note the words in brackets are what I'm thinking at that time.
Me: Hi we want to use the gym.
Gym counter guy gives me a slightly bewildered look
Gym counter guy: How old are you? Are you 18 yet?.
Me: Yes I'm 18
Gym counter guy: under 18 or over 18?
(goddamnit isn't that question the same as your first?)
Me: Over 18
Gym counter guy: You sure?
(hmm, now that you mention it, I'm actually not quite sure. I could be 16 this year you know. Hold on a minute, I better check my IC, call my parents and visit KK hospital to get the birth records.)
Me: Yes I'm sure
Poon: -_-
Somewhere deep down in my soul, I think I died a little during the course of this 30 seconds conversation.
If you notice, all his questions apart from the 1st don't make much sense. Not even going to touch on the issue of how old(or young) I look. Well when he was finally convinced I was a 18 year old man and not some 15year old snot snivelling teen, he let us in. Thanks to Poon's SSC pass, he let us in for free. The gym itself was quite huge. As noted earlier, they do not pay much attention to the atmosphere so all one can see is metal, metal, and bulging human muscles. One guy was so muscular and big I believe he could have took my head and crushed it with one hand, and then eat my brains for grade A nutrition.
No such horrifying incidences occurred however, and we proceeded to start working out. After so long of not stretching those muscles, it got pretty straining on me after awhile. Overall though, it was a good workout. We've identified the equipment we need to use in order to get us to pass the dreaded NAPFA coming soon. So yeah, should be hitting the gym more often now.
Alright its a pretty long entry already so I'll just leave it as such. Was actually planning to write about the wonderfully delicious dinner at Old Airport Road(Hokkien Mee and durian puffs for the fukin' win) but we'll save that for another time shall we. Oh yes, dinner at Old Airport Road will be something I'll be looking out for now, so you can bet your ass I'll be going there again. Everything looks incredibly good and I'm just spoilt for choice. There, I'm rambling on.......and I'm starting to get hungry just writing about it.
Ok I'm outta here. Work has almost ended so ciao people!
Still a long way to go though. But for now, I'm just gonna sit back and give myself a pat on the back for making it past the halfway mark without having gone stark raving mad. Because I would start running around Orchard Road naked with just a picture of Fidel Castro covering up my privates while shouting "north south line" in Japanese over and over again if I were mad. And it would not be a pretty sight. At all.
So we all should be thankful that 5.5 weeks have passed already. The countdown to school (I can't believe I'm typing this out) begins.
Alright then, so we're done with self-congratulatory reason number 1. Now on to self-congratulatory reason number 2. Finally, after so fukin' long, with the weather and circumstances sometimes getting in the way, I actually managed to get my lazy but sexy butt over to the Kallang Gym yesterday. Went there with Poon who is IPP-ing at the Singapore Sports Council nearby. Complicated looking equipment, muscular men(and women) working out, and my growing tummy all served to make me feel slightly apprehensive at going into the gym at first. You know the feeling, where you just feel like you don't fit in here at all. I'm not expecting the whole room to break into song and dance to welcome me but well, as compared with the Grassroots gym which I usually use, it lacked the warm, private and comfortable kind of atmosphere.
So feeling a little uncertain, I stepped into the gym.
Following conversation ensues. Note the words in brackets are what I'm thinking at that time.
Me: Hi we want to use the gym.
Gym counter guy gives me a slightly bewildered look
Gym counter guy: How old are you? Are you 18 yet?.
Me: Yes I'm 18
Gym counter guy: under 18 or over 18?
(goddamnit isn't that question the same as your first?)
Me: Over 18
Gym counter guy: You sure?
(hmm, now that you mention it, I'm actually not quite sure. I could be 16 this year you know. Hold on a minute, I better check my IC, call my parents and visit KK hospital to get the birth records.)
Me: Yes I'm sure
Poon: -_-
Somewhere deep down in my soul, I think I died a little during the course of this 30 seconds conversation.
If you notice, all his questions apart from the 1st don't make much sense. Not even going to touch on the issue of how old(or young) I look. Well when he was finally convinced I was a 18 year old man and not some 15year old snot snivelling teen, he let us in. Thanks to Poon's SSC pass, he let us in for free. The gym itself was quite huge. As noted earlier, they do not pay much attention to the atmosphere so all one can see is metal, metal, and bulging human muscles. One guy was so muscular and big I believe he could have took my head and crushed it with one hand, and then eat my brains for grade A nutrition.
No such horrifying incidences occurred however, and we proceeded to start working out. After so long of not stretching those muscles, it got pretty straining on me after awhile. Overall though, it was a good workout. We've identified the equipment we need to use in order to get us to pass the dreaded NAPFA coming soon. So yeah, should be hitting the gym more often now.
Alright its a pretty long entry already so I'll just leave it as such. Was actually planning to write about the wonderfully delicious dinner at Old Airport Road(Hokkien Mee and durian puffs for the fukin' win) but we'll save that for another time shall we. Oh yes, dinner at Old Airport Road will be something I'll be looking out for now, so you can bet your ass I'll be going there again. Everything looks incredibly good and I'm just spoilt for choice. There, I'm rambling on.......and I'm starting to get hungry just writing about it.
Ok I'm outta here. Work has almost ended so ciao people!
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I don't usually have 2 blog posts out within hours of each other. However, I just have to post this link up. Why? Cause I find it kick ass. Watch it even if you're not a fan of rock songs or recognize the tune, just watch it cause its talent.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuSihWz7LlQ
I would have embedded this video here but they don't allow it. Go check it out.
Its fukin' mint. Guitar Talent. At such a young age too. Playing "Stairway to heaven" by led zepplin, the link I posted you was the part with the guitar solo(there are parts 1 and 2 too, check them out but I personally like part 3 best). Sure there are several mistakes here and there but it damn well comes close to the original version. Not many people his age can play so well. He looks about 7-8 years old? Maybe even younger. Although then again, he might be a child-like looking botoxed midget who is actually 53 years old who lives with his cat loving aunty. Highly doubt that though.
Seen it yet?
Freakin' awesome eh......When I was his age and you gave me a guitar with 4 strings which are programmed to play a "Mary had a little lamb" no matter which strings were played, I'll still mess it up and probably break the strings in the process. Don't mock me. You would too. Seriously though, as long as he keeps on practicing songs like that and doesn't switch to poppy songs he'll make it big one day.
Man, if only I didn't listen to backstreet boys when I was young...........
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuSihWz7LlQ
I would have embedded this video here but they don't allow it. Go check it out.
Its fukin' mint. Guitar Talent. At such a young age too. Playing "Stairway to heaven" by led zepplin, the link I posted you was the part with the guitar solo(there are parts 1 and 2 too, check them out but I personally like part 3 best). Sure there are several mistakes here and there but it damn well comes close to the original version. Not many people his age can play so well. He looks about 7-8 years old? Maybe even younger. Although then again, he might be a child-like looking botoxed midget who is actually 53 years old who lives with his cat loving aunty. Highly doubt that though.
Seen it yet?
Freakin' awesome eh......When I was his age and you gave me a guitar with 4 strings which are programmed to play a "Mary had a little lamb" no matter which strings were played, I'll still mess it up and probably break the strings in the process. Don't mock me. You would too. Seriously though, as long as he keeps on practicing songs like that and doesn't switch to poppy songs he'll make it big one day.
Man, if only I didn't listen to backstreet boys when I was young...........
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