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? Friday, February 10, 2006

i decided to record my voice this morning at around 10am coz i really liked this track from paramita. i was racking on my vocal cords as i watch my fone pass seconds, a minute, and then two. as i pressed play last recorded something eerie came out. it doesn't even resemble a crappy voice and was surely not the sound i made. it wasn't mine. i froze for a nanosecond and pretended ithere's nothing to be scared of. i went out of the room and remained calm, keeping my mind in skeptic state. i listened to the recording and looked up the details coz maybe i made a mistake and selected the wrong one.but the details showed evidence of what really is..and it sure was the last thing i'd expected.. it was more of a hushing kind..shushing.. like someone or something was telling me to shut up.. it sounds as if someone was taking deep breaths and was sighing, hoping i could sense that my singing was in fact bothering 'it'. i couldn't come in the room for an hour..but i need to get somewhere so i just shrugged it off, i took a bath and skiddadled off.. i told myself it was just a technical thing.. and it shouldn't bother me.. or that maybe i've gone a little whack and my mind was playing tricks on me...

oh well, it's no big.. i can't deal with such small things when i'm crashing on the inevitable.

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