ahah.i know, i know..bolshevism.... Oh for fuck's sake....One goddamn thing after another... 1. I arrive home from school to find my brother and his greasy friend here, listening to fucking rap music. Joey asks me if he can borrow my cd player, which I already fought about with him at lunch, because the last time he took it, I didn't get it back for two weeks, and the top was scratched. MY christmas present. And he thinks he owns it. He was just screeeaming and yelling and swearing at me for it. I later found out that this morning he went into my room through my drawers looking for it, and my dad got mad at him for going in there, and he told him I said he could use it. I didn't. 2. Finally, Joey leaves and I am content and I start to record my new song, Just Fine...and I go through take after take after take because I kept fucking up.. Then after about 11 takes, I was allllllmost done and my dad walked in and startled me and I fucked it up. So I couldn't record anymore because he's home and I don't like singing when either of those two are around. I was pissed off and I kept whining about it and my dad got really mad at me. 3. I walked into my room and banged my guitar on the door by accident and I think it made a mark. Then I stubbed my baby toe off my closet door REEEEEEEEEALLY FUCKING HARD and it hurt like a MOTHERFUCKINGFUCKER and its bleeding right now... 4. I went back on MSN to talk to George and he was offline.
sounds like a bitch of a day, try doing what i do, nothing at all, i sit on my lazy ass watching tv and posting and IMing and playing videogames most of the time and so rarely anything goes wrong! and wait....."fucking rap music"......whats wrong with rap music?
