Today I had my first singing lesson. Twas good.
Thought I should learn how to actually sing after being in bands etc for a good 5 years trying to sing.
Although I swear I walked in, walked out... time flew.
I went to see Troy after that and he set me with 3 new books and we had an epic 3 hour conversation...
He has high hopes for me and he's helping to push me up whereas everything and everyone else in life seem to be tightening their grip on the back of my shirt pulling me down.
I wrote a resume, I plan on getting a night-shift job, work a fuckload, get a heap of cash and take my me on my merry way down to the city, I hate the city, but I'm keen to get my goals going.