Band practice tomorrow...except Chad decided to be a retard and joined another band because "They have equipment!". Little does Chad know that I'm getting my Carvin halfstack soon, and I have friends with a recording studio in their basement. Whatever, we're probably better off without him.

I've known it for months...but it just hit me like never before over the weekend. Casey is gone. He's dead. He's dead and I'll never be able to talk to him ever again. Why did I just get this? Was I in some type of denial? I mean, I knew he was...I didn't try to contradict that. But...It's just, he's dead. For no reason. There is no reason ( Read more... )

So my Mom decided that I can't go to Josh's house on Weds. for band practice. She doesn't have a reason why I can't, but I have a feeling it's because band practice is something that makes me happy, so she has to kill it. Just like everything else. I get a good bass finally, one that I actually own, and then she tries to tell me that I can't ( Read more... )

Almost...out of....school...so close i can taste it...this will be the summer of endless skating/band practice

What am I thinking? No I don't. That would cause nothing but trouble.

So our first (well, second) band practice was yesterday, and if things keep up, we're going to have an album by the end of the summer. We already have about 4 songs, and keep coming up with more every day. We just need a permanent drummer now. Why are there no drummers?

I miss her.

I wish I could know for sure, and then I could say something about it. But until then I guess I just won't make myself look like an idiot if I'm wrong, but at the same time I really don't want to be right. This is complicated.

Haste the Day. Wow. Fun events that happened that night ( Read more... )

Could it be real? I wonder.

Exchanging Beauty For The Ashes ( Read more... )