no money...no job...no boyfriend...but i'm in a band...

Saturday, November 20, 2004
our little group has always been and always will until the end

   I've been thinking about the band more than usual lately. I'm starting to actually stress over it....its my fucking dream to get signed to a major record label and yet everybody knows that that only happens to about 1 in a million bands. I know that me and my best duder have pimpshit songs. The rest of the band is just slacking and its just now starting to get pissed. "I AM SOOOO FRIICKEN PISSED!" lol. but no...i mean...WHEN ARE WE GONNA GET A GIG!?!? i want to be on that fucken stage playing for little fucked up teens who just want to get away and don't think they need anybody (which is true but besides the point) like me. I will admit now that i too have been slacking a little too. i strayed away from my 2 hour guitar sessions a day. GUITAR COMES FIRST....NOT HOMEWORK. (not saying that i do my homework instead of playing guitar...its just what people say) but since i've been slacking i've also been making up lost time. this last week i've played everyday from 1hr 45 mins to 3 hours, alone in my room. but anyway. I WANT TO GET OUT THERE!

Posted at 01:44 pm by iamnotme

world ablaze
November 21, 2004   11:11 AM PST
 
I KNOW EH!! WTF! it's like they dont give a shit.. fuck gettin a gig dude.. lets get INTO the fuckin garage.. and i too have been slacking.. feel free to strangle me.
 

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I'm Spyke, i'm a 15 yr old loser in a band (uh...duh). I will never mention my real name or where i come from. Music is my life and...well gosh...i think thats about all that you really need to know. You want more info then contact me. shah...


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