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I'm ready to be in a band. I'm not the best guitar player out there but
I know enough to get by and I'm learing more the more I play. So
anybody that reads this and has practice space and some skill who needs
a guitarist/singer you know what to do. I will play just about anything
but I'm very partial to metal.
School today was uneventful. I took a test in first block, which I'm beginning to hate. It just makes me realize that no matter how hard you fight it you're still a sheep in our society. I managed to throw a "death before dishonor" type connotation on one of the essay questions. second block was incredibly boring, me and paul beat on each other for a little bit after watching a video. Third block was gym and it was awesome because I saw Samantha and it made me happy because I fucking love her. I hadn't brought any lunch money with me today because I didn't feel like eating when I left for school. However when it came to lunch time I was wicked hungry and Samantha bought me three packages of pop-tarts and a drink. I'm wicked grateful for that and she know's it. Fourth block was pretty good. I partook of my pop-tarts and drink then went to sleep. My teacher wakes me up with 20 minutes left of class so I can play elemental bingo, with lollipops for prizes. I didn't win, but still managed to get a lollipop because I knew that W was the elemental symbol for Tungsten, who the fuck doesn't know that?! I love remedial science.
I'm not done yet. This part is going to be a bit bitter. I miss the way my dad used to be, before his life consisted of Bobbie Joe and weed. I miss when he used to do shit with me. It's like this has all changed in a matter of two or three months. He hardly ever leaves the couch and he's always irritable. It's a good thing I'm 18 soon, even though I'll probably never leave at least the option is there.
School today was uneventful. I took a test in first block, which I'm beginning to hate. It just makes me realize that no matter how hard you fight it you're still a sheep in our society. I managed to throw a "death before dishonor" type connotation on one of the essay questions. second block was incredibly boring, me and paul beat on each other for a little bit after watching a video. Third block was gym and it was awesome because I saw Samantha and it made me happy because I fucking love her. I hadn't brought any lunch money with me today because I didn't feel like eating when I left for school. However when it came to lunch time I was wicked hungry and Samantha bought me three packages of pop-tarts and a drink. I'm wicked grateful for that and she know's it. Fourth block was pretty good. I partook of my pop-tarts and drink then went to sleep. My teacher wakes me up with 20 minutes left of class so I can play elemental bingo, with lollipops for prizes. I didn't win, but still managed to get a lollipop because I knew that W was the elemental symbol for Tungsten, who the fuck doesn't know that?! I love remedial science.
I'm not done yet. This part is going to be a bit bitter. I miss the way my dad used to be, before his life consisted of Bobbie Joe and weed. I miss when he used to do shit with me. It's like this has all changed in a matter of two or three months. He hardly ever leaves the couch and he's always irritable. It's a good thing I'm 18 soon, even though I'll probably never leave at least the option is there.