The stress of a summer-half-gone is takng its toll on my sanity. I've got to complete a massive wummer workload for my senior year of High School, my violin shop job is getting tougher to do well, my medication is maintaining a level of slight paranoia while simultaneously ensuring that any time I don't spend working or practicing viola/guitar/piano/etc. is filled with mild to moderate depression. Fuck.
The only outlet I have, it seems, is the group I created, just three musicians (me on guitar+ vocals, kevin on Bass, and Rick on drums) who get together overy week or so to just jam. They never really got into the finer points of Rock, of which I am somewhat of a historian. I even sarted a club at my school called the"Rock music society, where I teach about the history and musical styles of the genre, every subgenre, different bands and musicians and improtant eras and events that define Rock and Roll.
Crap, I'm rambling again. Well, I'm not forcing you to keep reading. Fuck off. See if I care.

Please don't go...
Well actually, go ahead, cause i guess i'm done. uhh.. yep.
See ya next time, everybody.