Earthquakes, hats, and voice coaching.

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I know I can't sing, but when its just me and Kuma and a song that I like and know the lyrics to... I feel like I should be getting chicks with this voice. Is that why all those filipino dudes back in the day always thought they were R&B singers?

I sit here trying to bore myself to sleep but all I can do is write in fragments of thought. I kinda don't even wanna bother with grammar or sentence/paragraph structure. And MLA or ELA format, fah-get-about-it. If it came out the way it flows:

Earthquake was actually pretty scary.
New hat is sweet-tah.
I loved that "I kissed a girl song" till I heard one of my little ones singing it.
I need to pick up a new point & shoot.
I really hate when bad things happen to good people.
I hate it more when good people are branded as bad.

I fear the unpredictable moments in life. I can deal with struggle and I can accept the consequences of my actions, but when something happens that you didn't in a million years see coming... it can flip your world upside down. That scares me.

I've been taking more photos lately. With purpose. And I'm having fun. Feels good.

My little neice Jana...

jana2008

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