06-12-2002, 02:30 PM
So my Father is a music teacher. He was having his Spring concert a few weeks back, and there I was sitting in there listening to the concert. He teaches Jr. High, which made me thing, when I was sitting on that stage playing my last concert there, my youngest brother was born. That really fuckin freaked me out because it seems like only a short time ago that he was born. He's 13 now, and starting HS, and that's even scarier. (yeah, theres a HUGE age difference between us. he was an accident heh)
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i want something good to die for, to make it beatiful to live</center>
i want something good to die for, to make it beatiful to live</center>