Wait. That's not an interesting intro, is it?
Let me start again.
HEY GUYS LISTEN!!! I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING! (Better?)
So when I was younger (I'm using it anyway. Got beef?) I've always been jealous of people who can play the guitar so well so I decided to learn. But I started kind of late, I was already a teenager. A few guy friends taught me how and when I finally had my first guitar, I was really excited.
You know when you buy cheap guitars, you should really have someone with you who knows what normal guitars sound like. But I was really excited so I went to the store by myself and got a turtle back acoustic guitar. When I showed it to the person who was willing to teach me at the time, he said there was something wrong with the sound. He made several tone adjustments to no avail. There really was something wrong with the placement of the strings. The saddle was too low, according to him. So I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to replace it with the same design. But still, there was something wrong with it. On my third time to the store, I had someone come with me and finally, I got something that sounded good enough. So there, I had my THIRD first guitar (?!).
We've been through a lot, the guitar and I. When I go on vacations, I take it with me. For approximately 8 years, I've been using that guitar. Well, not on a daily basis. But still, 8 effing years! And then...
Two years ago, my first guitar died.
It was my sister's fault. She used that guitar a lot (she's actually better than me now), hung it (not carefully enough), and it fell! So my first ever guitar is now dead. Yes, it has passed away. Bless the guitar.
Anyway, my sister was denying the fact that she was careless.
I was really pissed off! Like really, really, really pissed off! I SAVED MONEY FOR THAT GUITAR!
I need to call
*enter CSI theme song:*
Whoooo are you
Anyway, while the investigation is still ongoing, I felt the need to replace the new guitar so I bought a new one right away.
So now friends, I'd like you to meet my 2-year-old guitar.
To my late guitar, I really love you and I feel guilty replacing you just like that after all we've been through. But a girl has to move on, you know?
Anyway, I just have to ask. Has this ever happened to you? Did someone break something you own that is really important to you?