Update
To say that the last year or so has been exciting would be an understatement. I feel like I need to start from the beginning. When I last left off, my father had officially moved out of the house and began living on the southside. It's only across town, but it seems to be a world away sometime. He's been doing great. Really Great. So great, that I'm ashamed to admit that it was my mother that made him pissed off all the time. You take her out of the picture and he turns out to be a pretty normal guy. The rest of the school year after that was a blur. I didn't care anymore about classes and eeked my way out of English 200 with a C. That April, I got a chance to perform at the Kennedy Center in D.C. and have a snare drum solo. All eyes on me!! Yay!! Also, my dad came. Sometimes I feel that my mother is only supportive of my and my music when it's convienent for her. If it's anywhere out of town or at a place she doesn't know. She won't come. My dad drove 2 hours to D.C. to see me play. Not to mention the time he came to the Renaissance when I was in high school just to see me with the YCO. He didn't have to come, but he did because he supports me. The school year ended and it was the beginning of the official of undergrad for me. The next semester was going to be student teaching and I wouldn't be around to hang out. Not to mention that I moved home. There's no way to desribe living on your own for four years and then going back home where you have to share a space with your family. Sharing a space with a friend is different. Completely different.
Thus begins the summer. I got off to a slow start with rehearsals for the Full Monty. I knew something was weird from the beginning. Dee was being different. She just didn't seem to like what I was doing with the drum part. I don't know. I went to four rehearsals before the other drummer showed up and yet he gets pampered and I got shit on. I was very displeased with that. Long story short, the show began in June and I was playing shows like I always do. However, something was wrong. Apparently, I was screwing up bad and nobody bothered to tell me. If I knew I was sucking, then I would have made attempts to fix it. However, that didn't happen and I was asked to leave the show. There's no greater slap in the face than to be fired from a job that you are fully qualified and trained to do. This wasn't a random job that I would get over the summer. This is what I do and I'm very good at what I do. At least, I thought I was. She can kiss my ass for all I care. I should slash her tires. She'd never figure it was me, neither. HMmmm
So, I basically eeked my way through the month of July and just taught lessons trying to figure out how to spend the rest of my days. I pretty spent the rest of the summer doing nothing, but watching T.V., eating chinese food, thinking about practicing, and praying for sleep. Little did I know what was in store for me in August..............
It began with a simple facebook message. A simple lunch date at Baker's Crust and then a stroll around the mall. Getting yelled at for smoking. And window shopping at things we couldn't afford. Then, phone calls and being amazed that someone other than I actually owned the Dell version of the iPod. And we both called it the DellPod. There was something about this girl. I must admit that I was a little hesitant to get involved again after the debacle with a certain other someone. She understood that that and she was cool with just hanging out. We continue to talk on the phone regularly and they got a little more personal. We starting sharing secrets about each other. Things that you wouldn't share with just anyone. I could tell that my feelings for this girl definitely changed. We began hanging exclusively and I even starting asking her permission to do stuff sometimes. The whole Fall was a whirlwind of student teaching, audition preperation, and just plain survival. She was my support system throughout and a great person to hang out with and talk to and ramble to. Much like I'm doing now. Then we kissed. We had to work at it, but either I'm a good teacher or she's a good learner because........OH....MY....GAWD. That's all she has to do sometimes and she's has my full and undivided attention. I was giving a concert at the Landmark Theatre and after the concert we hung out at her place. It was then and there that we began our relationship. I love her. A lot. Her name is Nikki Stumpf.
Thus begins the summer. I got off to a slow start with rehearsals for the Full Monty. I knew something was weird from the beginning. Dee was being different. She just didn't seem to like what I was doing with the drum part. I don't know. I went to four rehearsals before the other drummer showed up and yet he gets pampered and I got shit on. I was very displeased with that. Long story short, the show began in June and I was playing shows like I always do. However, something was wrong. Apparently, I was screwing up bad and nobody bothered to tell me. If I knew I was sucking, then I would have made attempts to fix it. However, that didn't happen and I was asked to leave the show. There's no greater slap in the face than to be fired from a job that you are fully qualified and trained to do. This wasn't a random job that I would get over the summer. This is what I do and I'm very good at what I do. At least, I thought I was. She can kiss my ass for all I care. I should slash her tires. She'd never figure it was me, neither. HMmmm
So, I basically eeked my way through the month of July and just taught lessons trying to figure out how to spend the rest of my days. I pretty spent the rest of the summer doing nothing, but watching T.V., eating chinese food, thinking about practicing, and praying for sleep. Little did I know what was in store for me in August..............
It began with a simple facebook message. A simple lunch date at Baker's Crust and then a stroll around the mall. Getting yelled at for smoking. And window shopping at things we couldn't afford. Then, phone calls and being amazed that someone other than I actually owned the Dell version of the iPod. And we both called it the DellPod. There was something about this girl. I must admit that I was a little hesitant to get involved again after the debacle with a certain other someone. She understood that that and she was cool with just hanging out. We continue to talk on the phone regularly and they got a little more personal. We starting sharing secrets about each other. Things that you wouldn't share with just anyone. I could tell that my feelings for this girl definitely changed. We began hanging exclusively and I even starting asking her permission to do stuff sometimes. The whole Fall was a whirlwind of student teaching, audition preperation, and just plain survival. She was my support system throughout and a great person to hang out with and talk to and ramble to. Much like I'm doing now. Then we kissed. We had to work at it, but either I'm a good teacher or she's a good learner because........OH....MY....GAWD. That's all she has to do sometimes and she's has my full and undivided attention. I was giving a concert at the Landmark Theatre and after the concert we hung out at her place. It was then and there that we began our relationship. I love her. A lot. Her name is Nikki Stumpf.