If this is what you call music...

All I can say is that I’m sorely disappointed.

Or rather, maybe I expected so much out of myself, and so I naturally did the same of everyone else, and it has finally dawned upon me that maybe, just maybe, I should just close the door. Tempers have been silently flaring for the past few days, and it didn’t improve today, and probably won’t do within the past few days.

And worse still, I had to endure one of the worst damages to my ears. Music affects me to a surprisingly large extent, so having to sit through thousands of seconds of lacklustre, amateur-sounding music, if you even call it that, was like having to sit through a bad porn movie. And it didn’t end there, so I decided to stump my misery by even bothering to say goodbye before I left, cursing under my breath. Don’t ever expect me to turn up again if I’m always the one doing the preparation, only to be let down, once and again.

Time to go pick up my guitar.