Volume control please.

Hey guys.

This will be longer than yesterdays, thank god, since it's actually before 8 o'clock, when my mum makes me get off the computer. So anyway, today at school.

Me and three of my mates, Charlie Glyn and Dan, hired a pod for lunchtime. Technically, we didn't actually hire it since we didn't pay, and we just turned up and asked for one - definitely not the definition of hiring something. Anyway, you should have seen it - the pods at our school are actually not pods at all. They're just little rooms which aren't even soundproof, about as big as a mousehole and just as comfortable. We picked one with a drumkit in, since Glyn was insisting he was quite good at drums. He borrowed a pair of drumsticks, we borrowed two guitars and a bass (which wasn't used much) and three amps. After getting everything set up (clumsily I might add) we started. Me and Charlie did.

That was, until King Kong himself appeared and smashed the drum kit up.

At least, that was what it sounded like. A King Kong with rhythm, granted, but King Kong nonetheless. Glyn was hammering the crap out of the drums, making us barely audible and leaving us with ringing headaches afterwards. It was somewhat frustrating, especially if one of us was tuning and Glyn suddenly starts playing the drum line to "Hysteria" by Muse, making it nearly impossible.

Eventually, when it was time to leave and I and Charlie had nearly faded into the wallpaper, we were that quiet, we left the pod. My ears were ringing and it had been the least enjoyable jam I'd had with my friends. Not that Glyn was bad at drumming - he's actually quite good - but he could have taken it a little easier on them. As a result, tomorrow we intend to recruit George to the regime instead, who apparently can actually adjust the volume he plays at on the drums. Plus, he's a Guitar Hero World Tour veteran, just like me. Therefore, he must have some sort of skill since I do too. :)

Well anyway, just venting my frustration for a few precious and relieving minutes.

FOUR WEEKS LEFT OF SCHOOL, WHOO.

See you tomorrow.