I was in quiet a bit of trouble when I was a teenager.I got booted from school all the time and had a wise mouth that evan I would belt,now.They gave me several options for attending school one as a night school,one schooled from a year long suspension or to attend a trouble makers school. After being booted from regualar school and sent to trouble makers school I was seperated from my crew so instead of being a wise@ss I would cut class and skip school. I skipped so much school,118 days in one year,that I was asked not to return and dropped out the next day. I got dragged into robbing a,what we thought was abandoned house's garage when I was about 13 also.
The thing I think stopped me was the guitar after a while I cared so much about becoming a good player,that I didn't have time or interest in being a little bastard anymore,allthough I still did my share of **** I never ended up in the can or did more than a joint or a beer
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