When I was about 13-16 I played guitar constantly. Then I developed bad acne and was insecure about playing music for some stupid reason so I dove heavily into literature. I still played about once a week though. I was pretending to be someone I wasn't. I went to school and worked a job and was completely miserable. Around that time I bought a bass and I still played about once a week. Then at one point I was just like this sucks. So I picked up bass, played a lot, dropped out of school, went to a different school and began to enjoy life. Music means a lot to me. If I grow out of it that will be fine. For now I enjoy it. I simply don't like college. I need to get a job though. My family hates me playing music. They think I'm a bum. They used to show interested in it but not they could give a crap. Which I don't really care. My mom gets really annoyed when I play for her or something. I know I'm not JPJ but still she can at least enjoy it somewhat.
I know at this point too that I'll probably never be a rock n roll star. Do I want to? Absolutely. But I'm too ugly. I have a hard time making friends. The record industry is whack. I don't think it will happen. I would love to be in a band similar to zeppelin or sabbath or something but I have better chances winning the lottery.
I know at this point too that I'll probably never be a rock n roll star. Do I want to? Absolutely. But I'm too ugly. I have a hard time making friends. The record industry is whack. I don't think it will happen. I would love to be in a band similar to zeppelin or sabbath or something but I have better chances winning the lottery.

Just glad I found a woman who will put up with it all. 