Thursday, December 13, 2007
Jay Bird 26/365
My friend, whom I found after years, again in high school. My first musician crush. You pretended you didn't like me the same way but you gave me drum lessons that had me sitting in front of you and told Shaun that he was all wrong for me. High school, the lessons we learn after make me laugh at the things we used to do. You wanted to be a bad boy, you tried, but you were sweet, and made me laugh all the time. I'm sorry you moved away and we lost touch. We'll always have the band room and our drum lessons.
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