The gym was tough today. I had to do three reps of ten squats with a 25 pound dumbell. Did six reps of ten single leg dead lifts with a 10 pound weight. Pushed/pulled a 125 pound sled twice. I'm in pretty bad pain atm but it fine.
Also, I am kinda dreading Saturday. It's the Urban Welcome thing for kids and parents so you can guess who's coming. On the other hand, Sarah Kelly and I are talking more cuz she's going to Urban as well. She's nice, but it's not like we have much in common besides our disliking towards some kids.
Then immediately after that event, I have to perform at the Claire Lilienthal Mayfair. Lowkey a stressful day.
I love singing and playing bass, don't get me wrong, but my band has conflict within itself. My friend likes playing guitar but doesn't put energy into practicing, my other friend who plays keyboard has something conflicting with practices/performances almost all time, and my cousin is pretty sensitive and a massive kiss ass to my music teacher. God I feel bad for the guy. My music teacher had colon cancer a year ago and now is just getting over the mets that were found in his thyroid. He has this amazing bluesy voice but since having half of his thyroid has been removed, he can't sing much anymore.
Life is shit, but I strive to find the good.
Irresistible ~ Fall Out Boy
PS: I wonder who sent this. I have a guess but I doubt it. Anyway, toodles.
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