Well Hot Damn.
My great-grandma called me this morning to talk to me. She sounds so sick. One of the regrets in my life is not spending more time with her. Woulda, Coulda, Soulda, I guess but I'm going to try to make the most of the time she has left.
Last night there was another basketball game which means I had to play bass. I didn't exactly feel like driving 45 minutes home after school to stay there for about an hour just to come back. I went to Kevin's house (drummer of Paragon X {www.paragonx.cjb.net} I might as well promote) to hang out before the game. I changed my clothes, we jammed, we ate, we watched Steve-O videos. We went to the game which sucked because the bus driver for the other team got pulled over for driving drunk. I guess he wasn't plastered but he was over the legal limit. I fucked up my finger playing bass, too. I saw my old French teacher who moved to France over the summer. I didn't get a chance to say Hi, but it was cool waving to her from stage, I suppose.
After the game as I was packing up my stuff I was met by 4 girls who seemed to range from like 7th grade to my age and they said they had been watching my LJ but never commented or anything because they were afraid to and the one who was in 8th grade asked me out. So yeah, if you're reading this - you guys are pretty wierd.
After the game I took the bus to Tony's thescatman and crashed there after a movie, video games, riddles and truth or dare jenga.
Someone call me today to do something tonight.
Last night there was another basketball game which means I had to play bass. I didn't exactly feel like driving 45 minutes home after school to stay there for about an hour just to come back. I went to Kevin's house (drummer of Paragon X {www.paragonx.cjb.net} I might as well promote) to hang out before the game. I changed my clothes, we jammed, we ate, we watched Steve-O videos. We went to the game which sucked because the bus driver for the other team got pulled over for driving drunk. I guess he wasn't plastered but he was over the legal limit. I fucked up my finger playing bass, too. I saw my old French teacher who moved to France over the summer. I didn't get a chance to say Hi, but it was cool waving to her from stage, I suppose.
After the game as I was packing up my stuff I was met by 4 girls who seemed to range from like 7th grade to my age and they said they had been watching my LJ but never commented or anything because they were afraid to and the one who was in 8th grade asked me out. So yeah, if you're reading this - you guys are pretty wierd.
After the game I took the bus to Tony's thescatman and crashed there after a movie, video games, riddles and truth or dare jenga.
Someone call me today to do something tonight.