IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE YOU'VE GOT TO BE BRAVE AND STRONG
Okay so today was good. I think. I feel like weird and ironic things are happening to me left and right. I sort of love it. I walked to Willie's after school in the pouring rain. He gave me pants to wear since mine were wet and on my way down from his bathroom I PLUMMETTED down the entire stair case. On my ass. It was like a fucking slide at a water park. He then gave me rum and coke, which was well needed after the slippage occurred. Then a series of events lead him to accidently sticking part of his hand in the toilet bowl in which I had just peed. Cool. Cool. Then at Camerata tonight there were two men I had never seen before in my life banging the shit out of the piano and then took over rehearsal only to inform us that the Camerata is going to be the chosen chorus in a GOSPEL/HIP HOP/R&B rendition of the story of MOSES. I'm very hungry and I just got home and haven't the slightest clue as to where anyone in my family is.