On my way to the bathroom at 2am I accidentally bashed my head against the door knob. It was a pretty fair indication of the day to come.
For some fucked up reason they didn't get in any more roses, so both Hosford and I were screwed over. Come to think of it, he still owes me my money.
During the band rehearsals, let's just say things didn't go well at all. Highlights (lowlights) include us not managing to play a full song all the way through and Hosford throwing half of the (school owned) kit to the floor. It was so bad that I lost my faith in the band, and I'm the over-optimistic guy.
I went for a walk during my free period, which The Man is trying to make into my careers lesson. Fuck careers. I can't be bothered finishing this brick post.
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