Well, it's that time of year again, the time when all the kids from four years old to whenever they stop trick-or treating are hyped up on sugar and the christmas ads come up way too early and all the classes you take are finally back to the dreary piece of sh*t that you hoped wouldn't come back. Well, no use hiding from it, life is shit again, and I have a reason to get back.
Today is a piss-poor excuse for a school day for multiple reasons. It's november in Canada and some of the best weather to ever really happen here is out of reach, seeing as we're cooped up in a stuffy, B.O. smelled class. I have to make a website using HTML for school and firstly, I already have one, and secondly, there's no good information on sucessfully making any good website material. So I'll just pretend to be working like I do every day. Another thing is the fact that stress is rising because my guitar, or Pheonix as I call her, is downtown being repaired and it's my only way to get rid of stress. There's what it basically is.
Another thing I've noticed is that the world hasn't improved since I last left you hanging. Still no hope, no peace, but at least the idiot politicians are hilariously stupid now instead of just infuriatingly stupid. Well, here's where I leave you until I (maybe) come back.
Dissapointed and pessimist, this is Willdood, signing out.
Earlier this week, I re-strung my century-old acoustic guitar so I could finally play it. I also own an electric guitar, which I use primordially, but the acoustic guitar has a much better feel. I re-strung it to jam with my friends, but it turns out none of my guitarist friends feel like jamming or ever have time for it, so now I'm stuck at home again, in my regular cycle of TV, guitar and videogames. It's fun, but now I can't get enough of my acoustic guitar in an extraordinary way; when I play it I get bored, and when I stop playing it I want to play it again soon. My want to re-string my guitar has proved to not help me, but mess up my saturday. Oh well, at least it's been done.
Well, I have to get back to Pheonix I (I named it... my electric guitar is named Pheonix II), so until next time, it's Will and the Pheonixes, signing out.