it wasn't so much the dead body on the floor, but the look on his face that scared me.

Apr 16, 2005 13:15

so as far as tonight is concerned all my cash is spoken for. those happy plants cost too much but a legalization process in the current united states under god would be nothing but a head ache for those who've become acustomed to parking lot pick ups with shady characters who may or may not have it in for you. cest la vie i suppose. i hear canada's got a pretty cool semi-legal scenes with unofficial hash-bars loaded with a various assortment of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers(H.S.).

so i guess my bass playing is coming along. roger(my teacher) says i've got a sure spot in the Jazz II band or even the I combo. but the funny thing is i'm not too sure i want to be there anymore. besides roger shew and bruce miller, there's absolutely nothing the Fullerton College Music Department has that i'm interested in. Teachers who've decided their years of teaching are over. even showing up sometimes. they're pulling the jazz guitar ensemble out of combo night and steamers. fuck those bastards. it's funny, i came to this school because of the jazz band and i slowly watched it turn into a big piece of shit. no, a pile of inconsiderate dung. i'm think of going over to citrus college. i hear their program's really stepping up and most importantly, the teachers care. they want nothing but the best for their students. they're main concern isn't making sure they look good. *Cough*bruce babad, joe jewel, greg woll*cough*.

i hope tonight is full of joy.
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