Finaly home

I moved home for vacation yesterday. It was weird moving alot of my stuff out because it still feels like I haven't been there very long. I suppose thats because in college, things are always changing so you cant really get sunk into a set pattern, unlike highschool where everything is always the same. I said good bye to some of my friends and just tried not to think about coming back. It was raining the whole time we were loading the truck and with a drumset in the back of a pick up truck, it was very hurrysum business. We had to put a tarp over everything in the back.

The New Orleans trip starts tomorrow. I cant really tell if I'm excited or not. I want to go because I'll probably never get to again, but at the same time I'd really like to stay home and just do nothing. Or at least go hang out with my friends or something. Oh well, at least I have a chance of being on tv on tuesday, ESPN2.

I wonder what ever happend to Morgan. The last time she emailed me was weeks ago. I suppose she is just busy with school work and trying to make a relationship happen. I just dont want our friendship to drift apart.

I've started to download all the Jim Brickman songs in my piano books so I can hear what they sound like. It helps to know so I can fill in the parts that I can't play.

I found out that I didn't make the school of music. They can all suck my cock. If they would have told me that I was only gonna play a solo and not waist my time on those damn books, then I would have done better. They can all suck it sideways.