So, today was a fairly successful day. Got picked up by Brandon, went to Moe's, went to Viking's house, listened to some sick music, got to Jesse's, played without Jesse (he had a migraine), developed on some songs, and then watched a movie till I got picked up by my parents. Now. I was in a reeeeallly good mood, naturally and altered. While we were driving home, my dad told me, very vaguely, "We're gonna have some people live with us next-weekend." I'm like, dafuq? Then he proceeded to tell me I'm basically a disappointment because I said that no one is using my room. Really? Ever since the incident I had with my dad in which he straight up told me that "You have no friends, and you live in a digital world with all of your video games, you're an embarrassment," I've started not even caring. I mean. I was shocked when he told me that in the car, but it didn't even phase me that much. Now the whole house is quiet, my mom and dad aren't talking to each-other, and I don't give a fuck. I already go to bed every night almost depressing myself to sleep, I guess this'll make me fall asleep quicker.
Other than that. Recording next Friday after-school (2/11/11). 'Boutta be awesome, this is actually the only thing that I can actually remind myself about that makes me happy. After the car ride, I went to my room, changed, and then played and sung True Love Waits and There There. Music makes me genuinely happy.
Really. I don't even know what to feel anymore.
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