I listen to a little metal and whiplash suddenly appears *poof* — just memories, that happen to hurt. :o
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Rock, me, and moshing. Oy vey!
A nurse approached me about the music I listen to. All they did was criticize rock; they didn’t hear the Christian lyrics. If they must know, I also like Metallica, Guns N’ Roses, and Nirvana.
Yeah, that rock realization shocked me too when I picked up my guitar. You’d think mosh pits & headbanging were enough of a wake-up call for this Asian.
Don’t worry, I don’t do the pit bit. I saw a real one start up in front of me out in San Jose. I’d be crushed.
Looking back, how the heck did one of my clicks synchronize the headbanging in high school - without whipping one another with our long hair.
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This is what I break on when stepping away to rest my eyes from the studies. Surprised? :)
On a mission to find myself again; I have time. :)
