I got my guitar today. First I went to a small back alley music shop, which had Fender packs for a bit more than my dad was willing to pay, and I knew he was only going to be paying more for the name. I started to get get really anxious because a mother and son were shopping for their younger son, and the son knew how to play guitar and what to look for, while my dad and I do not have a clue when it comes to instruments.
I then went to the shop I was originally aiming for, and ended up getting a black SX pack. I know it’s not a major guitar, but for a first guitar that I don’t know how it’s going to work out, it’ll do. If I can do stuff wrong without worrying, than I’m happy.
My dad didn’t let me take it now though. He gave me a book to study, and I have to wait till Tuesday to get the guitar (he’s not here for christmas). I hate waiting and it’s killing me.