Saturday, July 16, 2011

Whipped for the sticks


Well the past two days I have been going to drum line camp, where I have been learning how to play percussion through music reading. I had to join drum line in order to be in band. I have to sleep early just to get up at 7 a.m.(the same time I usually went to bed lol) After every practice my back aches and my ears listen to a constant ringing….not my thing. I really hate it and I regret ever going there. So, people would naturally say, “Why don’t you just quit then?”, well it’s simple really…I am whipped.
                Whipped. Yes I know, being whipped is a sad thing (lol). But some time ago I told this person I wanted to be in band (but I had no intention about doing anything about it). She then told me I should try out, she persuaded me into going. I went but I decided that I wasn’t going to stay….then she whipped me…lol..I won’t go into detail since it’s pathetic, but I can say that I am a sucker. I love her so much I hate her lol.

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