I just posted.
And yet, for all that's worth, I've got more to say.
I was interrupted yesterday from my writing and met a rather startling surprise. It was Nikki Smith! Nikki, who I had just spent a good fifteen minutes agonizing in anxiety over whether or not to see her that day - there she was, right at my door. Nothing in these eleven years, and now there she is - standing right in front of me. I rattled off excuses of studying and test-taking. She said she had the same test - we should study together! I was left without excuse.
We ran errands together - to the health center - to the grocery store. We talked the whole time, not a bit awkward. I quite enjoyed myself. I even ate ice cream - cherry pink with small nuts mixed in.
It rained and poured the whole day. I kept a folded newspaper at my side for when I was out to dart between overhangings. Nikki and I went back to her dorm and studied for about an hour and a half. Then we left together to take the test. It is a great relief to have it off my shoulders.
After we came back, Rachel met up with us at my dorm. We lounged around and I wrote helped Rachel with a paper that was due at midnight. We finished with just enough time to pack up and leave for Velour, where Jessie and John played wonderfully together. There were a few more perks - and quite a few disappointments, as there usually are on Open-mic night. Colby was there - and made it plainly clear that I need to get on the ball making shirts of my comics. He has made several connections in the biz, and being such a nice guy also, he just wants me to be successful with my art. I'll have to decide on a few key designs. If anyone has requests, I would be glad to hear them.
My comic journal grows more and more popular by the day, and I am very gratified to have such awesome fans.
Last night Ben called me. Ben from my horn section in high school. That was another treat.
I have had the most interesting dreams lately, with running themes.... I wonder if my subconscious is trying to tell me something.
I can't tell if it's an encouragement or a warning.
You know... the Smiths always remind me of "Perks of Being a Wallflower" - and I think that is charming. I love Charlie.
And now I'm inclined to believe that Morrissey is a lyrical genius.
He was an Oscar Wilde fan, you know.
Brilliant.
I was interrupted yesterday from my writing and met a rather startling surprise. It was Nikki Smith! Nikki, who I had just spent a good fifteen minutes agonizing in anxiety over whether or not to see her that day - there she was, right at my door. Nothing in these eleven years, and now there she is - standing right in front of me. I rattled off excuses of studying and test-taking. She said she had the same test - we should study together! I was left without excuse.
We ran errands together - to the health center - to the grocery store. We talked the whole time, not a bit awkward. I quite enjoyed myself. I even ate ice cream - cherry pink with small nuts mixed in.
It rained and poured the whole day. I kept a folded newspaper at my side for when I was out to dart between overhangings. Nikki and I went back to her dorm and studied for about an hour and a half. Then we left together to take the test. It is a great relief to have it off my shoulders.
After we came back, Rachel met up with us at my dorm. We lounged around and I wrote helped Rachel with a paper that was due at midnight. We finished with just enough time to pack up and leave for Velour, where Jessie and John played wonderfully together. There were a few more perks - and quite a few disappointments, as there usually are on Open-mic night. Colby was there - and made it plainly clear that I need to get on the ball making shirts of my comics. He has made several connections in the biz, and being such a nice guy also, he just wants me to be successful with my art. I'll have to decide on a few key designs. If anyone has requests, I would be glad to hear them.
My comic journal grows more and more popular by the day, and I am very gratified to have such awesome fans.
Last night Ben called me. Ben from my horn section in high school. That was another treat.
I have had the most interesting dreams lately, with running themes.... I wonder if my subconscious is trying to tell me something.
I can't tell if it's an encouragement or a warning.
You know... the Smiths always remind me of "Perks of Being a Wallflower" - and I think that is charming. I love Charlie.
And now I'm inclined to believe that Morrissey is a lyrical genius.
He was an Oscar Wilde fan, you know.
Brilliant.