12 - Jump Hang
I'm watching "In Good Company" on TNT-HD right now. I've seen parts of this movie before, but never from the beginning. I'm not sure why, but I like it. It's just...enjoyable. It's pretty nice looking in the HD, too. There's not a lot of stuff that I care to watch that actually comes in HD, but when there actually is something I want to watch, the difference is astounding.
Band camp came and went. I finally hurt my knees marching, so now I'm just like all the other old people in band. I'm fine for normal halftime, but the crazy running stuff we've added for pregame really hurts. I've taken to not rehearsing it at all so that I'm able to actually perform it on gamedays. It's odd to just sit around during rehearsal. I feel like an idiot, to tel the truth.
Band is a bit different this year, with the change in directors.it not necessarily a bad different, but it's not always good, either. I'm glad I'm able to back this year, except for the part where I can't affford food or anything that I actually need.
We had our first gameday yesterday. Pregame was not very good. Halftime was the Band Day performance, which is a walk in the park, so that was alright. My hat is too tight and gave me a pretty serious headache. On the plus side, my dear Angie came out. I really like when people I care about come to things that are important to me. It sucks that I can't talk to her pretty much at all, but I like knowing that she's there and cares about what I'm doing. Plus she makes really good eye-candy.
Tower hasn't scheduled me since just before band camp, even though I've told them that I'm able to work again. It's making things really difficult. Really.
I'm registered and enrolled at Baker College, as a Computer Science major. Classes start in November. I'm hoping to just get a degree from there, work, and come back for music. It's really not what I want, but I have things in my future that I want to make happen, and I'll need to start getting something done to ge them.
I'm really starting to regret the path I've taken to where I am. Why is it that I can be happy with my friends and what I'm doing and playing music, but know that I've screwed everything else up. I honestly believe that it's possible to be successful and happy, but I've just let myself down. I'm the reason I'm in the position I'm in. Even before all the shit I've done to myself recently, I'd already screwed myself over while I was still in high school. All of the people I was friends with then, the ones who I never see or talk to anymore, are all getting real jobs, and getting actually engaged, and moving into real houses and everything. And here I am, unable to afford rent or food or anything that I really want. Maybe that's part of why I'm so separate from them now.
I so badly want to be living on my own, or with a certain loved one, working a job that I enjoy that still allows me to pursue musical interests. I want to be able to buy nice things for Ang, and not owe a bunch of money to things.
How bad are things going to have to get for me before I take charge of my life? It's not like someone else can do it for me. When the station wagon died during the summer, I texted Mary, telling her that I'd decided that I'd finally hit rock bottom. I had no money, no car, things with her were just about finished falling apart, and I had no where to live. For every few things I get back on track, I find two or three more that I can't fix.
I just don't want to live my life hating what I'm doing. My parents seem so damned unhappy. I don't want that. More than anything else, I don't want that.
How does one start getting seriously into photography when one can't afford a real camera?
I did my first show with September On at Arts, Beats, and Eats on Labor Day. My parents actually came out to a show for the first time in ages, and apparently they really liked it. My mother said that I should make sure I stay with this one, cause we're going to go places. I'm kind of offended that the band I do the least in (since I'm not singing yet) is the one they like best. The one that I'm not writing anything for is the one my sisters add on MySpace and use as profile songs.
The performance itself went pretty well. I think people that were just walking by actually stopped to listen, and I'm pretty sure I didn't make any huge, glaring mistakes.
Bass is such an odd instrument for me. It's not hard, really, but I also don't feel like I'm very good at it. I'm getting better, at least. It'll be a challenge learning how to sing and play at the same time again.
Things with Ang continue to be great. Really, truly great. Our only problem is being so far away. Love love love.
-Jeremy
Band camp came and went. I finally hurt my knees marching, so now I'm just like all the other old people in band. I'm fine for normal halftime, but the crazy running stuff we've added for pregame really hurts. I've taken to not rehearsing it at all so that I'm able to actually perform it on gamedays. It's odd to just sit around during rehearsal. I feel like an idiot, to tel the truth.
Band is a bit different this year, with the change in directors.it not necessarily a bad different, but it's not always good, either. I'm glad I'm able to back this year, except for the part where I can't affford food or anything that I actually need.
We had our first gameday yesterday. Pregame was not very good. Halftime was the Band Day performance, which is a walk in the park, so that was alright. My hat is too tight and gave me a pretty serious headache. On the plus side, my dear Angie came out. I really like when people I care about come to things that are important to me. It sucks that I can't talk to her pretty much at all, but I like knowing that she's there and cares about what I'm doing. Plus she makes really good eye-candy.
Tower hasn't scheduled me since just before band camp, even though I've told them that I'm able to work again. It's making things really difficult. Really.
I'm registered and enrolled at Baker College, as a Computer Science major. Classes start in November. I'm hoping to just get a degree from there, work, and come back for music. It's really not what I want, but I have things in my future that I want to make happen, and I'll need to start getting something done to ge them.
I'm really starting to regret the path I've taken to where I am. Why is it that I can be happy with my friends and what I'm doing and playing music, but know that I've screwed everything else up. I honestly believe that it's possible to be successful and happy, but I've just let myself down. I'm the reason I'm in the position I'm in. Even before all the shit I've done to myself recently, I'd already screwed myself over while I was still in high school. All of the people I was friends with then, the ones who I never see or talk to anymore, are all getting real jobs, and getting actually engaged, and moving into real houses and everything. And here I am, unable to afford rent or food or anything that I really want. Maybe that's part of why I'm so separate from them now.
I so badly want to be living on my own, or with a certain loved one, working a job that I enjoy that still allows me to pursue musical interests. I want to be able to buy nice things for Ang, and not owe a bunch of money to things.
How bad are things going to have to get for me before I take charge of my life? It's not like someone else can do it for me. When the station wagon died during the summer, I texted Mary, telling her that I'd decided that I'd finally hit rock bottom. I had no money, no car, things with her were just about finished falling apart, and I had no where to live. For every few things I get back on track, I find two or three more that I can't fix.
I just don't want to live my life hating what I'm doing. My parents seem so damned unhappy. I don't want that. More than anything else, I don't want that.
How does one start getting seriously into photography when one can't afford a real camera?
I did my first show with September On at Arts, Beats, and Eats on Labor Day. My parents actually came out to a show for the first time in ages, and apparently they really liked it. My mother said that I should make sure I stay with this one, cause we're going to go places. I'm kind of offended that the band I do the least in (since I'm not singing yet) is the one they like best. The one that I'm not writing anything for is the one my sisters add on MySpace and use as profile songs.
The performance itself went pretty well. I think people that were just walking by actually stopped to listen, and I'm pretty sure I didn't make any huge, glaring mistakes.
Bass is such an odd instrument for me. It's not hard, really, but I also don't feel like I'm very good at it. I'm getting better, at least. It'll be a challenge learning how to sing and play at the same time again.
Things with Ang continue to be great. Really, truly great. Our only problem is being so far away. Love love love.
-Jeremy