Not Again...

It's that time of year again, Christmas, and to no surprise I still hate it. Why? Simply because I'm a tight scumbag who doesn't like spending money, especially on other people, but if I don't buy them anything I feel like a bigger scumbag so I guess I'm screwed. Oh well. My Christmas shopping is done at least so I can now treat myself to the Steam Christmas Sale and get serious playing the Serious Sam games which are some of the greatest games ever created.

A New Song (and a little more)

OK, I've come up with a (disappointingly) none horror punk song, about some guy getting dumped, and it doesn't really need much work done to it, it just needs to be recorded, and I will get this song recorded properly instead of just using GP6 to get the audio, which won't work anyway, because you need lyrics for a song to actually work. All it needs is a final verse to conclude the song and a guitar solo either before or after it.
This will be my first version of the song which may actually be made to sound either more metal or more punk, but I doubt it, it may just be made slightly more rocky, it's just that I can't really write guitar solos very well (at the moment).

Completely unrelated, I'm getting various ideas in my head for various books, the books may be a bit short though, it depends on how much I can come up with for them. If I ever get around to writing any there is a website my girlfriend told me about where i can upload them as .pdf files and you can stick it on your kindle or whatever e-reader you own, or just your PC if you find reading off it comfortable (I don't)

I also need a drum beat as well thinking about it... damn, I hate writing drumbeats.

Bye Pippa

I was just down the vets with my girlfriend while her 14 year-old dog, Pippa, got put down. I never liked dogs (in particular Doberman Pinschers, but Pippa was a Border Collie), but I was there while she got put down, unlike with Tiga, the 16 year old Tabby who got put down just over two years ago. I loved her, more than I ever loved anything or anyone else, but I wasn't there when she died, I never attended the little funeral my mum held for her, and I never found out she had died until a month afterwards.
Just before Dana and I left the Room where Pippa was, the vet talked about her cat, who she had to put down, I'd absolutely hate to put down my own pet. That short little story of her cat made me sad, because it reminded me of Tiga, the only one who never scolded me when I did wrong, was always there when I wanted comforting, and when I was cold, she would sit on my lap and act as a hot water bottle to warm me up.
I miss Tiga, and I know Dana misses Pip' already...

Facebook

After getting bored of having 300 odd people on my friends list who I don't care about, I realised there was absolutely no point in having a Facebook account... so I deactivated mine. The stupid site tried to make me feel guilty about it as well by saying that people would miss me, like my step mother and my girlfriend.

Bye bye Facebook.

Psychobilly? Hell Yeah!

Me and my girlfriend have decided it would be insanely cool to have a psychobilly band, the best part about that is if we do it correctly we won't need a drummer (we don't have any friends who like our favourite music and can drum). So step 1 teach her how to play bass and make sure she buys one, (which she will be in a few days). Step 2 get her playing slap bass like a pro and step 3, move her onto double bass (there are 2 in school)
The problem with this idea is that the psychobilly bands we know of don't have any bass tabs on the internet and I can't (yet) play guitar in a rockabilly fashion (I can at least do the punk side)

Chemistry

Now since I'm such a genius, I chose to do A-Level chemistry... Not my best idea, but thankfully not my worst. If your wondering me choosing chemistry was a bad idea simply because I didn't really get it at GCSE level, the only reason I got through was because of my friend Bronnie who sat next to me, but now I don't have a friend in my class to sit next to. So basically my next 2 years are going to be confusing, and hard.

Other than that, they'll be fine, and hopefully I'll be playing an Oktober Annihilator at the year 13 concert, can't wait.

Sixth Form

Since I'm now back at school, maybe I'll get some work done, on a new piece or two, annoyingly I only have half the amount of music lessons I should have (damned Business Studies). The music tasks are pretty much the same as last time: performing solo, performing in a group, singing, compositing, practising and extra curricular something or other. For the composition I have to hand in one complete piece and some pieces that aren't finished that I have been experimenting with, so it's slightly easier than last time I think. The best part is: even at school I have too much free time, that's actually quite annoying, none of my friends have a free period when I do.