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Time flew by that week. I had three places where I could be. At the clinic with Brandy or Joanie, who took turns to give me the exercises, at school writing my exams, or at home studying.
By the weekend I was desperate to go out, just relax with someone who wasn’t involved with either the band, my studying or my health. The only option I had was either a drink or another tattoo, but I didn’t have the money for either.
It was frustrating for me. When I was in that kind of mood in my own house I’d just lock the doors and hide my car in the garage, pretend I wasn’t home. The unfortunate thing about my current
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Geraldine and Brandy were waiting for me at the clinic. I greeted them and started taking everything out of the car. They were more than willing to help me get everything, including the six-pack of beer, into the music room. When I had everything connected and settled I gave them an expectant look and said“Thank you for your assistance, you may go now.” Brandy gave me a confused look and said“Surely you don’t expect us to eave you here? It would be more interesting to see how you wor
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The exams did not go too badly. But I have to say, my focus wasn’t solely on the exams, it was with the show that we were putting on. Geraldine was right about the orchestra. The conductor was a relatively young man, mid-thirties slightly balding, but he had a lanky frame. He was very kind and patient man, showing an obvious interest in what we were doing.I had met him in the reception area to have a chat while the orchestra went to set up in the room. He introduced himself as Roy Brown and we hit it right off from the start.
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We left the clinic early that evening, feeling elated. I was nearly drunk from the excitement. I walked into the house with a grin.“I assume things went well?” my father asked as soon as he saw me.“Dad, the song is almost perfect. Now, Geraldine said she is going to organise some kind of show, get the publics’ feelings then we are going to record it and send it to the sponsors, see if we can get piece of the action.’ I said excitedly.My mother came in and asked
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School has always been the most exciting part of the day, there are so many things to do and things to see. Best part of my school is the uniform. No need to spend hours in front of the closet, trying to figure out what to wear. School uniform is straight forward, grey trousers, white button up shirt, and then the blue blazer, worn with or without the navy blue woollen pull over. Oh, and the tie! Predominantly blue with the white stripes across it, the school emblem sitting proudly at the bottom of the tie.Simple and easy.That is the mornings. Half way through the day I would normally put a finger between the knot and the top but
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I worked at a bar called Illuminate. It was in the centre of the nightlife district. There was another bar up the street about two blocks off but it was nowhere as busy as Illuminate. The streets were always bustling with life, be it cars, people and a sight that was becoming a bigger problem for us, police. Lucky for us, there was a parking lot behind the building where most of our regulars stopped, and a side street that had a gate at the end, marked “Private Property”. On the other side was a dimly lit alley, patrolled by the bouncer that stood guard in the darkness. Illuminate used to be an old brewery and a lot of the old architecture was still visible, including the raw brick wall, b
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I woke up the next afternoon with a headache from hell. I barely remember what happened after midnight. I know we almost brought the bar down with our music. I lay in bed and kept my eyes closed, knowing for a fact if I open them, I might start to hurl.“Oi August! Your mom’s outside!” Someone yelled at me in my room.I finally got the courage to open my eyes slightly. My mom was not outside; she was in fact, in my room, glaring down at me. I held the vomit in while I stared at the imposing figure that was my mother. The pale look
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It was the first time in living memory that I was home before my parents. I thanked Claude and watched him drive off. I walked into my apartment and decided on a shower before anything else. When I was comfortable in my track suit I picked up my acoustic guitar and put a country music DVD on. I played along with the songs that I knew and made a point of learning the songs I didn’t know.I entertained myself in that manner or another hour or so until I saw car lights pull up into the driveway. I could hear my parents laugh rather tipsy while Gwen sounded completely drunk. I chuckled and put my guitar down.
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