I luv all... unless ur mean. If so u betta skiddadle b4 i find out... w00t! 
u tag michelle n not me? i am muchos offended!
not really. im listed az a friend and u dont tag me...thatz just not cricket luv.
but yay! 4 the gravy boat minus the gravy!
have u ever had one of those experiences where just everything falls into place? where the completely opposite to what u expect is goin to happen happens, and it just makes you so happy?
yer well one of those happened tonight. im not talkin like love or relationships or nething, but still, it was a good night.
i went to this drum clinic. i walked in with my crappy snare drum (i havent got my new kit yet) and sticks and practise pad and sat down to wait. there were like 20 other ppl there, most were older and better than me except for one kid, probs about 15 yrs old. exactly what my drum teacher told me last night would happen happened- there was the group of 20something year old guys, all trying to out do each other, so they walked in there with their $1000 snare drums and started talking all technically about their "equipment" and how great it was... trying to compensate much???
anyways, we were let in to the studio. i ran into my drum teacher who told me to calm down and not be intimidated by these dumb, insecure wankers who were trying to prove who was the best out of them all. that put me at ease. That and the fact that i ended up sitting next to the 15 yr old kid, who was even more shit scared than me. i turned to him and asked him how long he'd been playing, he said two years and that he wasnt "wothy" of being there. i told him that wasnt true, i'd only like been playin like a year more than him and that he shouldnt stress about how good everyone else was. I think that made him happy. Anyways all the 20something year old guys began to warm up, trying to do like gunfire single and double strokes to prove who was best. idiots. IT WASNT A COMPETITON, IT WAS A TECHNIQUE CLASS SO THAT ALL CAN LEARN, DICK HEADS. anyways, so i started warming up a little, just playing things at my own pace and tryin not to let these idiots get to me.
Then Dom Famularo walked in. the clinic itself was awesome. he taught some great stuff that really made sense and the techniques when used and practised properly will really improve my playing. But that wasnt why the night was so damn good.
i went into that clinic feeling like i was below all of those 20something year olds. when dom started teaching the techniques, i kinda understood what he was talkin bout. Because i wasnt competing with all of these 20something year olds, i probs got the most out of it than any other of them.
But the thing that made it the best was Dom himself. He kept coming up to me and using me as an example of how to do stuff. I dunno... i dont take complements well, but when someone says that i'm good at something that really means something to me or that i work really hard on or that i want to work really hard on in the future, it just kinda makes me happy.
And then he told me that he wished he could spend more time with me to help improve the technques, and that i could really be something if i keep going like i did tonight. And that just made me amazingly elated.
I mean me... out of everyone there, all those 20something yr old guys who were better than me, and he said that i could do it. I almost cried for joy. in fact i am now when writing this. Everyone tells me to choose the "safe" option... u know, go to uni, waste $20000 on a piece of paper that im not really interested in to get a job in something that isnt all that stimulating and in the end gets you a gold plated watch and a retirement package for saying "hey, i cant believe u put up with this shit for this long... thanks." But now...
i dont know anything about the future, who i'm going to be or what i'll become... but at least someone thinks i can do what i love- if i make the choice to.
Luv yas, Jules