Gosh, what a week.
What a great week. It was the week of the highly anticipated Concert. Possibly the one of the year.
Green day.
I finally got to see my all time favourite band live. Thats one dream down. Then, on the same night, I meet my hero.
Chris Cheney from the Living End.
Some people dont get how big a deal it is for me. I listen to his stuff almost everyday. He is my greatest inspiration I guess. To meet him, well, I guess I can die happy now.
Anyway. When I hear his stuff, all I can really do is hope and persevere to be as good as him one day. Some people I guess. Most people infact. In this selfish world, only seek on thing, and one thing only. Recognition.
Recognition is really what people want. To be recognized for what they did or what they do or what they are doing. If not by the whole world but to the people that mean something to them. For someone like him to reach the depths of my thoughts. Well, it gives me some hope. That one day, a small boy on he's computer may start listening to me and do as I am doing now.
Recognition.
Murder. Fame. Music. Politics. In the end people get what they want. Recognition. Who are we to be selfish? We get what we want don't we?