Aug 16, 2004 00:51
so yeah..
summers end is...
lanz ask me if i wanna play drums for battle of bands... and from the words of
old lady at party w/ 2-way " AND I WAS LIKE HELLSYA"
2 day later i get busted for not going to detention and get my drums yanked.
that results in me yelling at uncle witch = me running away = me staying at other aunts
= uncle finding me at stouts house = me running away the same day and going to KIROS youth night = me play with lanz, karlo, and another white guy from pasadena = uncle walking in the moment we are about to play weezers " say it ain't so" = uncle being a total asshole = me hating him and moving out.
at school chem class is good,
im out in Rhode Island at my beach house
haha bitches wish you were here
from BoB w/ much love