There are no ghosts in this town

So I don't know. I guess, for some stupid reason, it seems logical to blog more often, so I'm going to try to. I mean, I have one, so I might as well.
I'm listening to Future of the Left.
Worrying about stuff. Y'know, the usual.
I only have two more days of drumline. It makes me so happy to know that I don't have to get up early every morning with the intention of marching through the sweltering heat practicing random drills and lessons. However, it at least gave me something to look forward to and to regulate my days by. It almost seems like there's going to be a void for routine in my life for the rest of the summer now.
On another note, I also have only one day left of driving until I officially "graduate" from Drive Tek. Renee and I have our final drive, which I am both excited and worried for. Worried that I might fail or get DOT'd, but excited because I am one step closer to getting my driver's license. Which for me, means freedom in a sense.
But anyway.
Going to have a water fight today, maybe try to hang out with Bunnyman.
Life is good.

Violent Hour

Oh! I forgot to mention my advance "research" for the whole NYC thing. I've been looking through some local New York bands and other smaller acts that play there frequently, and I turned up some amazing bands.

My starter list:
Future of the Left
Parts & Labor
Child Bite
Big Bear
Fiasco
The Clientele
Grand Duchy
Jucifer
Lovvers
Superchunk
Your Vegas
Fan Tan
Kordan

Check 'em out. There's a good chance you'll enjoy them.

Bookshop Casanova

Well, for starters, the Fourth of July was eight days ago, and to celebrate we hosted a family reunion at our house. One of the many guests was my aunt Trudi from New York. She has a nice apartment and is very connected with some people, and she told me that it would be great if I would go up and visit her next summer.
The thing is, she meant the whole summer.
My goal would be to find a paying internship at a music establishment before that time. Hopefully a recording studio or something along those lines, although anything would be appreciated. I would be able to stay with her for that time, and become one with the city. I would be allowed to go to shows and concerts and familiarize myself with the NYC music scene. I would be able to go shopping as well, and meet plenty of new and amazing people.
The thing is, I don't know if I would be ready to leave my friends and family for three months. I mean, it is the perfect opportunity for, well, everything in my life. It would be amazing, and I would have a blast. But I would miss everyone so much!
I guess it's good that I still have a long time to think about it.

On another note, life is amazing.
But that's a story for another day. (: