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Showing posts with label guitar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guitar. Show all posts

Friday, July 30, 2010

Swing, Swing, Swing, From the Tangles of My Heart is Crushed by a Former Love

My Swing, Swing is nearly perfect. I'm still making mistakes, but, hey. It's gotten really good for a first song. Now to work on singing/playing while singing. Nrgh.

(Now if only I loved the euph as much as I love the guitar. Then I'd be practicing that instead, which I should be doing. But I've come to honestly hate it, so. (:)

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Hello, Fascination

Is it weird that I'd love to have a nose ring/snakebites, and yet I'm too much of a wimp to even get my ears pierced? Huh. I need to make some fake piercings, yeah? Small hoops and magnets, that might work.

'Course, I also need to get all the FUCKING BLACKHEADS gone. >< /outburst Just...nrgh. I need more of those nose strips. Those actually worked fairly well. Argh. Bad Brooke. Think of rainbows and unicorns and sparkles and yay lolololol.

Hap-py.

...Motherfucker.

Blah. I'mma go drown myself in my mp3 and guitar now. -yawn-

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Go Ahead and Cry Yourself to Sleep and Think How You Hate Me So Bad

So. Not really anything today. I've come to terms that I'm an effing vampire and can't go to sleep until ten in the morning, which is blah and I need to stop being a vamp. But, I found this really awesome free guitar lesson thing, and I completed the first lesson. Yay. One step closer. (:

And, see, it's not video, but it's not boring like most books. Which is amazingly rare. And good for me, because that's why it's always so difficult for me to practice. This goes really slow and is made for the complete and utter amateur. So sweet. I'm good. Now just for some kind of singing lessons and maybe keyboard lessons. (And I really need to practice the euph. Eh. I have a month.)

Now. To continue cleaning my room because there's nothing better to do at one thirty in the morning when you can't sleep.