Monday, June 27, 2005

Me too
*waves*

Hey all you sexy people!

So how are things going with everyone? The past few days for me have been very.... interesting.

First of all, remember how I said Mr. Guitarist was missing that one day and missed out on Batman? His mom said he was at work. That's what she thought. Mr. Guitarist did go to work but he didn't stay because he wasn't scheduled to work that day. So his coworkers were telling the truth. Instead, he went to a friend’s house. Unfortunately, he didn't have a cell on him and he was clueless as to what WE had in mind so he didn't have a chance to go see Batman. Mystery solved!

On Wednesday, I.... Umm...

Oh right. I attended my little cousin’s graduation. Honestly, it bored the hell outta me but I made up for it by grabbing a case of water bottles from the refreshments tables. *laughs*

Mr. Rhythm Guitarist (My cousin) came to stay over at my house for the night too. We basically did what we always do when he's over. Order a massive amount of Chinese food, play video game and have a movie and /or anime marathon for the night. So after a nice hearty meal Chinese food (which we shared with my sisters and grandma), we started a Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad marathon. Unfortunately, we slept after 3 episodes.

On Thursday, my lil sister went to Medieval Times with her class. Lucky bum. Her class was on the GREEN team! The Green Knight won of course. Unfortunately, he was backstabbed and killed by the kings guy. Now this isn't the last you'll hear of backstabbery in this post.

Mr. Rhythm Guitarist and I continued Beck up until episode 8. He then had to leave that afternoon.

On Friday, I received a call from a friend of mine to go out to dinner with her. Now I had absolutely nothing to do that night so I...

..declined.

Now Enin, why would you go and do something like that?

Okay, this girl is a bit strange. How do I describe her? Well, okay. She's a fun girl but she's the type you'll only hang out with when you're with a group of friends. Beside, I can't imagine what dinner would be like with a girl who carries around a "wand" (a large novelty pencil in the shape of a natural stick) and gives piggy back rides to complete strangers while singing Eiffle 65's "Blue".

Now that very evening, I was sitting at my computer desk all happy and chatting away with people when all of a sudden, I needed to vomit. Now this wasn't just a little throw-up. This was more of a "holy-shit-I-think-I'm-missing-some-vital-organs" puke. It was completely unexpected. Now, I wasn't even close to illness until then. This lasted the whole night until 11:00 Saturday morning.

My guess is that the crazy bitch cursed me for not going to dinner with her. She carries a wand for cryin' out loud! Thankfully, I had nothing left in me to puke after waking up Saturday afternoon.

On Saturday, I went to my lil cousin Grad celebration. In short, lotsa people crowding one house with lots of food. I met a girl who is my cousin's friends older sister. I didn't get her name. In fact, we only exchanged about six lines total. Then I had to leave.

Me: "Hey, you're wearing a green shirt. Me too."
Her: "Yeah. I like yours."
Me: "Thanks."
Her: "Are those aviators?"
Me: "Yeah."
Her: "Nice."

I know, I know. Real smooth, Enin. "You're wearing a green shirt. Me too." ??? Who the hell says that?

*sees own reflection off CD case*

Oh shut up.

I had to leave because my family had another dinner to go to with some close family friends. We went to our fave little sushi place and I ate alot. 'Nuff said.

So after THAT dinner, we went back to the other party where dinner was only starting. The house was still full of people but the girl and her little sister was gone. Oh well.

Mr. Rhythm Guitarist slept over at my place again that night. We finished watching up to Episode 15 of Beck. then fell asleep at around 6:00 am.

I woke up two hours later in a cold sweat because of a really intense dream I had. I can't remember what it was but I do know that I nearly couldn't breathe when I woke up.

I took a cold shower to get snap out of it then went straight back to bed. I slept until 5:00pm. Meanwhile, Mr. Rhythm Guitarist amused himself with GTA:San Andreas. He then left just before my family and I went out for dinner at the place with the best lobster in town.

You want band drama? You got it!

I received a total of 17 phone calls on Sunday. Two of which were from Mr. Guitarist, the rest from Mr. Bassist. I didn't answer any of them. However, I decided to call Mr. Guitarist back first.

Mr. Guitarist told me that Mr. Bassist is suspecting that he is telling Mr. Bassist's ex about everything Mr. Bassist has done. Here's a bit of back story first.

When Mr. Bassist broke up with his girlfriend, he completely destroyed all ties with her. However, she is friends with Mr. Guitarist. They talk all the time and hang out with each other. Now Mr. Bassist would flip if he knew because A) He's a bit of a moron (I mean if you officially broke it off with the girl, why would you care?) and B) Mr. Guitarist knows alot about him.

If I haven't explained before, I'd like to point out that Mr. Bassist is very egotistical. He always wants attention on him. He is also very unoriginal and desperate. Everything he says is either stolen from somewhere else (be it a joke, word of wisdom, etc.) or a complete lie. For the sake of receiving more attention, he once claimed he was in a motorcycle gang. Coincidentally. This is just after he discovered Great Teacher Onizuka. He thinks very highly of himself and thinks garbage of others (with the exception of the band but mostly myself because he has great trust in me). He craves girls 24/7. He's cocky. He handles relationships as if they were minigames. Little activities to kill time but not part of his major goal. (This is actually quoted from him). I think you get the idea now. A loyal friend but a self-centered dumbshit. Heh. Mr. Guitarist and I were discussing this a few days ago actually. It's a long list, really. Anyway, moving on.

Mr. Bassist once told Mr. Guitarist and I about this incident at the mall. He was basically stalking a girl he found attractive and the minute he got close enough, she ran away from him. Now I see nothing wrong with this but to him, he thought it was the end of everything. "Nobody runs away from me." he says and went on for another 20 minutes. He made such a bid deal out of it.

Anyway, Mr. Guitarist must've slipped it out when chatting with Mr. Bassist's ex. Then for some damn reason, she talked to Mr. Bassist and said serves him right.

Now Mr. Guitarist is afraid Mr. Bassist might take thing a bit far with this situation. He does tend to over react with little things but this is now involving his trust in a fellow band mate and perhaps the rest of the band (Yeah, we all know).

Today (Monday) is Mr. Guitarist's birthday party. We're going to have a jam/BBQ/pool party/video game marathon. There's a slight possibility that Mr. Bassist's stubborn anger will cause him to miss out. There's also a possibility that he'll quit on us (Yes. He can be THAT drastic.)

It all comes down to the middle man. Mr. Drummer.

Mr. Bassist has yet to received a reply from me. What I say to him will decide his and Mr. Guitarist's fate. Do I lie to him and say I know nothing? That he's overreacting and that he should get over it? OR do I tell him the truth? That I (and the rest of the band) discus his lifestyle and morals (or lack thereof) behind his back? I'm leaning towards the first option but it'll only set up a bigger disaster for the future when we will eventually HAVE to reveal the truth. I'll see what happens.

Aside from the soap opera madness, today should be fun. A friend of Mr. Guitarist is coming over to jam with us for a bit. He's a genuine nerd who does nothing but study and play video games. He recently took up the bass guitar and has pretty much mastered it. He learned all this from books. I'm sad to say he's actually far more advanced than our very own Mr. Bassist. He only lacks stage presence and the ability to make up bass lines at random. But boy, can her slap & pop. He once showed up Mr. Bassist. He thought he would need to teach him how to do stuff because he has only 3 months experience. However it was Mr. Bassist who was being taught. And like always, Mr. Bassist's big-headedness got him all pissy that his two years of bass playing was nothing compared to this magical nerd boy.

Now that I come to think of it, this guy’s presence won't make things any easier for Mr. Bassist AND Mr. Guitarist.

This totally isn’t good…

We’ll see what happens then.

Have a great day people.

Cheers.

- enin -
Comments (11)