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yesterday was pretty ridiculous. i woke up with a headache from the night before. sucked but ya know. went to band practice, well picked up keith about forty minutes late ha. then got to practice adn ben was there trying to get his car far enough away from a drive way. a small dilema ha. i can't even spell that. just kidding any way.
sean's dad was in the front yard in all his shirtless wonder pulling grass out of the ground from a very awkward position. it was hillrouis. espeacally recounting it later on. but ben was at our band practice. it was a pretty good one. i had a headache and it killed me everytime i had to sing but i didnt mind a whole lot. ben left after awhile and we were all tired for varouis reasons. keith worked that day, sean was up all night watching stalitte. ha. ben filmed some stuff i think? i bet it wasn't very exciting since all of us bearly moved an inch ha. i wish i would have had my violin. i hate playing fences with out it.
after ward, we went to eat and sean threw a smoke bomb in the parking lot and some employee said "we don't appreciate that here" and i called him a square as i was walking in putting my shoes on ha. he was a huge guy ha. afterward i was alittle scared he might kill me or something ha. but he didnt
we went to mcfarlin park afterward. i haven't been there in some time and te memories of that place are like those pricless ones you keep under glass for when you need to think that your life has been good, even amazing. most have to do with bren, but some have to do with childhood rebelouisness and being there in the woods so late smoking a BOWL and freaking out since the woods were so dark. the bridge were aryn and i sat and jamie and I and the trees bren and i experinced the words with. where i got robbed haha. playing football i nthe felids and meditating for the first times under that big "bannana" tree with the huge leaves.
damn i love that place.
after that we went to keith for some good old fashion chilling ha. the type that can only be done by us. to discribe the laughter would be quite impossible and discribe the work we got done on music and all the debates of the most randon deep things of this world would take a book for each night. we don't do very much on these nights. almost nothing in fact, but it's like we did more than i used to do in weeks when i would go out every night almost. it's really a beautiful thing. and i can't discribe it. left to take everyone home at 3 or so. on the way back i busted out the best mix i ever made probally. my grey weather mix. it is so sad and sweet. the best emotion there is. deshan is having a rough go at it right now. he borrowed it since it "fit his life so perfectly right now and needed it to help him" haha. what ever. i'm just glad my musical loves that get me through things can be universsal to other people.
dropped sean off. i swear him and I are eye level right now.
im out. got to help my parents paint and watch kingdom of heave and probally jsut chill unless some one calls me ha. love ya.
~tommy