Here is an email I sent out to some friends. I have edited it for length, clarity, profanities, and relevance, but here it is explaining my current situation.
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People,
My closest friends already know of my plight, i just didn't tell you guys yet.
I've been grounded for the school holidays with no internet access, PS2 or anything. I have snuck on today whilst mums asleep and dads at work.
What happened was my bass guitar teacher went on tour with his band for two weeks and so I had a substitute. My normal bass teacher, plus my classroom music teacher, have both said I'm doing just fine in my playing. But then this bastard substitute calls up my mum after one lesson, says I'm in danger of failing Year 12 ("Freshman") music, says I'm the worst bassist he has ever seen and all this stuff. The problem with his logic? In the lesson he took me for, he was trying to teach me CHORD POSITIONS AND CLASSICAL FINGER PICKING TECHNIQUES. ON A GODDAMN BASS GUITAR. SO ITS NOT A WONDER I FAILED MISERABLY. (Edit: Anyone who plays a stringed instrument will have a better idea of what I'm on about).
The olds cancelled my trip to Sydney as well, where I was going to watch my beloved Melbourne Storm (my rugby league club) in the Grand Final after I'd followed them passionately all year.
So when I'm not communicating, and not online, I'm not being rude, I haven't blocked you, I do (probably) not hate you. I am just unable to get the fuck online right now.
Yeah as you can guess....I'm a little bitter right now.
Cheers people....see you whenever.
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People,
My closest friends already know of my plight, i just didn't tell you guys yet.
I've been grounded for the school holidays with no internet access, PS2 or anything. I have snuck on today whilst mums asleep and dads at work.
What happened was my bass guitar teacher went on tour with his band for two weeks and so I had a substitute. My normal bass teacher, plus my classroom music teacher, have both said I'm doing just fine in my playing. But then this bastard substitute calls up my mum after one lesson, says I'm in danger of failing Year 12 ("Freshman") music, says I'm the worst bassist he has ever seen and all this stuff. The problem with his logic? In the lesson he took me for, he was trying to teach me CHORD POSITIONS AND CLASSICAL FINGER PICKING TECHNIQUES. ON A GODDAMN BASS GUITAR. SO ITS NOT A WONDER I FAILED MISERABLY. (Edit: Anyone who plays a stringed instrument will have a better idea of what I'm on about).
The olds cancelled my trip to Sydney as well, where I was going to watch my beloved Melbourne Storm (my rugby league club) in the Grand Final after I'd followed them passionately all year.
So when I'm not communicating, and not online, I'm not being rude, I haven't blocked you, I do (probably) not hate you. I am just unable to get the fuck online right now.
Yeah as you can guess....I'm a little bitter right now.
Cheers people....see you whenever.
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