Had a jamming session with my once-a-year-only-meet (well, now twice) second cousins, the boys probably wont be meeting up with so often but Elissa, definitely. Her house is behind mine. Got to check if the drum kit is fixed but me and the littlest brother are going to visit one a week or once every two weeks for repeated jamming sessions.

I es vocalist, going to test my pig squeals, death growls and melodious tunes behind the mic.
Maybe I can try playing the bass and relearn some guitar as I go along.

I miss jamming sessions.
I want more jamming sessions.

Littlest brother's friend, Mikey, is a drummer. We drag him go jamming now.

Oh, I forgot to say that the usually quiet Raya Haji was suddenly full of visiting people... Manly because these rellies didn't do anything for Raya Puasa.
And... I... Ate... ALOT.