Weird Week
And as I'm about to start my journal, I would just like to note that Bonner has officailly changed to word "play" to "blay". Yeah, so from now on use blaying. Anyway, my birthday was yesterday! Yeah, i'm sixteen bitches. Siiick! I got a mixer and drum mics for my b-day, pretty awesome. ALMOST everybody i thought would called me called me. There was one person in peticular who didn't but dont worry if it was you i wouldve told you already. And the show last night at swampscott was fucking sick. We all did swell to the max. It was fun because there was a bunch of crappy bands before us so we were like the first good band, it was cool. (Or as Garen would say, "the only good band") lol your the man g-man lol So yeah, a lot of people liked us. We went back to Bush's house and had cake! I was soo stoked! Yeah, I fucked up the video though. I didn't think it was dead, but it was. Bummmer. I also found out yesterday that my uncle bobby died. I fucking bummed to the max. He was best friends with my dad and it was my dads only family left besides me and my sister, obs. So I have to go to the funeral monday, right after the super bowl. Its gunna be awkward getting up in the morning, esspecially if the pats win, a bitter sweetness. I also go my report card yesterday. All B's, B-'s, and B+'s and an A- in songwriting and a D- in relgion. It sucks but my mom and dad decided that it would be appropriate if they took away my cell, the computer, and yup...the band. No band practice til progress reports, hold on while i go kill myself. Oh well i'll just get some As and ill be good. Yeah, its not that easy but ill handle it. So yeah bonners yelling at me. IM PSYCHED FOR THE PATS THOUGH!!! WHOOOOO!!
Later Gators
--Hanko
Later Gators
--Hanko