Back once again
I'm the golden masta
Can't tell me to stop
'Cause I only go fasta
Dropped it like it's hot
I'm the beat broadcasta
Blowin' your speakers out
It's a wave disasta
And yes, I just made that up. And yes, I'm going to use it in a song. Why? Because I can. And because I actually like it.
Anyway, I've been pretty busy with all sorts of crap, so I'll give a quick rundown of what went down in the past few days:
-Friday met up with Lunna finally. That was definitely the hotness. Had my first shift on B-Rock, one of the college radio stations. Boooh-ring.
-Saturday attempted to hang out with a high school classmate, who drove down from Grand Forks and ended up at a party. By the time I got to the party, she'd already left with the people she came with, since she wasn't driving. That idea went out the window, and I'm thoroughly disappointed in her ineptitude at actually TRYING to hang out with me after so long. Went on the air in Atlanta, GA for an interview on VG Frequency. Good times.
-Sunday slept most of the day. Went out to eat. Stayed up all night.
-Today... went to class. Tried to stay awake. Had a funny coincidence with Lunna in which I was about to call her when she suddenly called me and left a message, because my phone decided not to ring. So I called her back. Aced an Audio test, seeing as I'm the audio MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE. Or something.
And that brings us to now. We're at now, now. What happened to then, you ask? We passed it. When? Just now.
So, uhhh... The executive producer of the arcade game I'm working on decided to step down from his position to just be a working slob like most of the rest of us, but in turn, that made me the official CEO of the music department for the game. Yay. More duty. But that's okay, it'll be fun. And I get to call Sony Music Entertainment Inc. and get information from them about licensing a song. That should be... interesting. I'm a bit nervous, actually.
Is it normal for an 18-almost-19-year-old to have so much responsibility? Perhaps, perhaps not. Does it matter? Nope. AND THUSLY ENDS THE ENTRY! Toodles!![biggrin](https://dz3ixmv6nok8z.cloudfront.net/static/img/emoticons/biggrin.b730b6165809.gif)
I'm the golden masta
Can't tell me to stop
'Cause I only go fasta
Dropped it like it's hot
I'm the beat broadcasta
Blowin' your speakers out
It's a wave disasta
And yes, I just made that up. And yes, I'm going to use it in a song. Why? Because I can. And because I actually like it.
Anyway, I've been pretty busy with all sorts of crap, so I'll give a quick rundown of what went down in the past few days:
-Friday met up with Lunna finally. That was definitely the hotness. Had my first shift on B-Rock, one of the college radio stations. Boooh-ring.
-Saturday attempted to hang out with a high school classmate, who drove down from Grand Forks and ended up at a party. By the time I got to the party, she'd already left with the people she came with, since she wasn't driving. That idea went out the window, and I'm thoroughly disappointed in her ineptitude at actually TRYING to hang out with me after so long. Went on the air in Atlanta, GA for an interview on VG Frequency. Good times.
-Sunday slept most of the day. Went out to eat. Stayed up all night.
-Today... went to class. Tried to stay awake. Had a funny coincidence with Lunna in which I was about to call her when she suddenly called me and left a message, because my phone decided not to ring. So I called her back. Aced an Audio test, seeing as I'm the audio MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE. Or something.
And that brings us to now. We're at now, now. What happened to then, you ask? We passed it. When? Just now.
So, uhhh... The executive producer of the arcade game I'm working on decided to step down from his position to just be a working slob like most of the rest of us, but in turn, that made me the official CEO of the music department for the game. Yay. More duty. But that's okay, it'll be fun. And I get to call Sony Music Entertainment Inc. and get information from them about licensing a song. That should be... interesting. I'm a bit nervous, actually.
Is it normal for an 18-almost-19-year-old to have so much responsibility? Perhaps, perhaps not. Does it matter? Nope. AND THUSLY ENDS THE ENTRY! Toodles!
![biggrin](https://dz3ixmv6nok8z.cloudfront.net/static/img/emoticons/biggrin.b730b6165809.gif)
If your not having fun ad your not making money, then you are in the wrong bussiness.