I’ve had a pretty eventful weekend. I studied (not sure how much actually went in though), and I stayed up till 5 a.m. the past two nights just to study. It’s quieter at night and no one bothers you. My mum does, spasmodically, like she gets up at random times and shuffles out of her room, only to see me on my computer. Then she starts making a hell lot of noise, saying that I’m wasting my time and yada yada yada.

She shouts at me. At 3 a.m. in the morning. When it’s dark outside.

My dad doesn’t seem to be bothered by it though, which is a good thing because he seems like he’s tired all the time. I’ve been keeping myself up with Nescafe Lattes and Clodhoppers and cups of Milo, so I think I’m going to turn diabetic by the time my exams are over. But I’m only doing this because my parents won’t allow me to take Red Bull. They don’t see a reason why I should artificially raise my heart rate.

I used to take Red Bull as a kid I think. When I was really small, my grandma would buy me whatever I wanted, and I wanted Red Bull. It looked really cool at the time in its gold-coloured can and I distinctively remember liking the way it tasted. I don’t know though and I don’t think it really helps keep people awake. I think it’s a psychological thing.

Anyway, I youtubed this song (“The Air That I Breathe”)  on a band called All That Remains. I first came across the band in my Zen Of Screaming videos, which had interviews featuring Phil Labonte, the lead singer of All That Remains and the guy you’ll see and hear screaming his head off in the video. I kinda liked the way he sounded on the video, so I finally decided to look up some of their videos. Metalcore can be a bit much for some people, but I guess it’s still a pretty cool video.

Plus, their bassist looks pretty hot. From a distance.

Kinda reminds you of Linkin Park’s “What I’ve Done”, doesn’t it?

Oh how I wish my scream would sound more like them and less like a transsexual porn flick.