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• Atop a cliff overlooking the sea
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• 2004-10-10
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• Dreamer//Tea Drinker//Graphic Designer
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• Joshua
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• Made you smile
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• I was a young lad
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• Beck, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Love Hina, Nana
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• Find my paradise
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• Drinking on my kit, Drumming pictures, Drawing tea
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• Drumming, Making food disappear, Making myself disappear
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Sunday, March 20, 2005
Return to madness and ten to go..
I'm so fucking tired...
Well, I finally got to jam with the bandboys. It was quite the intense session. I managed to destroy 8 sticks in a row. Heh. I even found a piece of shrapnel I broke from an earlier session.
I've decided to take the offer of free studio time from the 14 year old stupid piece of shit girl. Mr. Bassist, Mr. Guitarist and myself have decided to take advantage of this. We're all going to the studio today (Sunday). It's easy for me because there's a drumkit already set up there. All I have to bring are sticks. So what benefits do I get from putting up with this stupid kid? Free studio time, experience with other instumentalists and discounted music products. This is what's drawing me in. Drumkit stuff isn't that cheap. I mean, guitarist and bassists only need to buy strings, pedals, patch cords and possibly amps every now and then. If a drummer wants to expand and/or replace, he's gotta have some serious cash.
Since we decided to go along with this stupid kids offer of free studio time, Mr. Bassist, Mr. Guitarist and I have made a pact that we will never break up. No matter what. Sure, we'll change backup guitarists and possibly the vocalist every now and then but us three will never seperate. We will decline every offer that would cause us three to split up. Heh. Then we did that hand in thing and then we shouted our band's name. It was corny but we take this shit seriously.
My hand has a huge blister looking me in the eye. Man, this sucks.
You what sucks even more? No Pixie. I cried last night because her absence is killing me. She still hasn't found her cell phone and she's not online MSN. I don't know her home phone and she might not even be home. No answers. No calls. I'm trying like crazy to stay positive about it but all these horrible, heart-ripping thoughts fill my mind like rainclouds on a sunny day. I'm losing the light again. I'm starting to get paranoid again too. I fear she's forgotten about me. I don't know anymore. I'm going insane. I'll try to not do anything stupid again...
..I'll try to try.
Cheers.
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