Kick back (with out drugs)
Yesterday was senior ditch day, I didn't go to school. I went to my friend Horacio's house. We just kicked it at his house, he showed me how to play blitzkrieg bop with the drums. Then we where working on his 67 mustang (It's a bucket but he is planning to restore it). I bought his old guitar off of him for $20. It's a Gibson Epiphone. It's a piece of crap but I'm going to restore it. I spent all of my money today to get it fixed. It's missing 2 machine heads, the strings drag, the wiring is fucked up inside, some frets are coming off, and the bridge is fucked up. The whole job cost me $40. I didn't go to six flags today, everyone bailed out except for Raul and me so there was no point of going just us 2 that's why I'm home right now but I don't care. I'm listening to sublime right now, this is the type of music I would listen to when I use to smoke. This brings back memories, I miss smoking but I rather not have fucked up lungs later on and most of my brain cells destroyed, no thanks, I'll pass on the emphysema.