I was broadcasting radio to the internet just now. Yes, I set up an amateur internet radio, and I was "DJ-ing", picking and playing, and singing to the songs. In short, I was enjoying myself. I was broadcasting webcam to my sister on MSN at the same time too. So, at one point, I was singing quite loudly to Michael Buble’s Home, when suddenly I heard a knock on my door. Turned down the volume, I tried to listen harder. Then the door was knocked again.. rather hastily. I opened it, and there’s this big guy standing in front of it, apparently with a pissed-off-coz-i-can’t-sleep face. He asked me, if I was doing karaoke or something.. and said it was too loud. Then he asked me again, if I was gonna do that into the night. It was only 10pm, by the way. All I could say, was only sorry, sorry, and sorry.
That’s pretty embarassing for me. Luckily, it’s different neighbour. From the direction he went, as I was closing the door, it looked like he’s living upstair. Just above my room. Anyway, this neighbourhood I am living in… doesn’t tolerate loud music very much. I think I need to install a sound-proof wall around my bedroom. Okay, enough about that. I’m gonna get off soon.
For now, good bye temporarily to my audience.. I won’t be able to DJ any time soon. Not that I am a very popular DJ, nor that I’m good at it. I’m still trying to get the hold of it before any audience can enjoy my DJ session.