Tonight, guitar practice. Holy shit I was late. I stayed home, duh, but I was lying around and I looked at the clock and it said 3:30....so I kinda freaked out and ran around the house trying to get my shit together. I had to take the damn bus, the unpredictable bus. But I got there like 10 minutes late. But it was ok. Cept until I got in there. I'm getting so damn frustrated. He gave me another song, that's 3 songs in like 5 weeks...and I don't even have the first one down yet, I don't know what he's thinking. At least he's giving me songs that I actually feel like learning. I'm doing ok with Nirvana's 'About a Girl', he gave me 'Polly' and GC's 'Boys & Girls' although I don't like that song...yeah whatever. My dad always waits around downstairs playing the guitars, and they have this beautiful left-handed guitar. $300...but my god it's a wonderful acoustic, a Fender I think. Grr..maybe for Christmas, I do need a new one, the one I use is older then I am. Actually every musical instrument in this house is older then I am...my dad's electric is from 1965..holy crap right???? Haha sorry I'm hyper, I dunno why, I got all my adrenaline up running off the bus and across the street to IM. I wanna work there, I could keep my piercings and all. Ok so that was my afternoon, you can wake up now! We went to Blockbuster after, you know what? I can no longer tell the difference between flirting and just niceness, cuz my friends are all really straightforward about that stuff ::cough::Dave::cough:: kidding. But yeah. I just noticed that.