Yesterday, I went to my music lesson for one hour and a half, and we worked on chords and strange rythmics, but as a bassist I already knew all of them so I early get bored. When the lesson finished, I spoke for ten minutes with my friend Tom, who plays the drums in my band, and then went to my friend Maxime's home to play the bass guitar and have fun. After that, we had a short walk along the Seine and I went to my electric guitar lesson. My guitar teacher is very depressed in this moment, I don't know why, but it makes me sad to see him in this bad state of mind, so I really would like to talk with him to know what went wrong, and try to help him with feeling better. Then, we had a very long rehersal with my band, and we played can't stop by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
I did my homework when I came back home, and I did a drawing for Maxime, because he wanted me to do so. Before going to bed, I spoke for a long time with my best friend, Jérôme Dajoux, and we talked about a lot of things, including his future rats.
