oh....... a bass.....i suppose it does look longer than a guitar ~ hmmm high school, good memories

i remember my last day of High School, we egged and floured our head of year and ran away. obviously i wasnt involved, i was a spectator

*im innocent* but he was hated by some people. and then we all went to a park and basically went berserk and throw egg/flour at each other and used shaving foam as well. my uniform was a mess but hey i dont care and it was funny walking home, people were looking at me covered in a mess. got home, mum saw but she didnt shout at me which is a surprise, just told me to take a shower ~ and thats all ~ GOOD TIMES! ^^