self examination.
so i should definitely be doing my homework for business law (no fingers professor), but i need to get this shtuff off my chest.
symphony: grey and i went to the greensboro symphony saturday night. 1: couldn't find parking because there was a county fair AND a rodeo that night at the coliseum. 2: we got 2nd row seats = amazing! 3: there were too many people cracking me up actually IN the orchestra... smiley, grey's dad/peter jackson, fat 2nd violin guy, Pete White from the Venture Bros... and people in the audience... chick with three-inch nails, and the New Jersey bitches that wouldn't shut up the whole time.
but moving on, i wore my supercute wedges and my feet were burning, hurting, killing like whoa. turns out i had two huge blisters encompassing the entire balls of my feet. this is in addition to the four/five blisters already in action on my feet from my tennis shoes. but i still feel good about walking and i'm not going to stop just because my feet are in pain. the rest of me feels amazing and my pants are already getting looser. :)
church:
i am fucking loving praise team! all music, not much sermon, making up harmonies as i please. LOVE IT!
omg but this sunday was horrendous because we had a guest preacher. he is the brother of the guy who is visiting from barbados and of course, they're black. so the sermon went over a good half an hour. i mean, we have a schedule... i.e. another service in like 15 mins. wrap it up! the situation was made worse because he had a temple mic on and it was sitting below his jaw line, causing every word he said not to be understandable. (lord that was a horrible sentence... but you get the point).
then between services, this guy john (the same one that randomly lifted his shirt up at church a few weeks ago to show me his new tattoo) approached me. and by approached me, i mean wandered around in my vicinity, staring at me but not saying anything. so i initiated and said hello and he responded, "i'm good... that color really looks good on you." so i thanked him and didn't really think about it anymore. it was awkward enough without the extended version: not 30 minutes later, the whole choir was standing in the chapel waiting to process in to the service when john turns to me and says, "you know, i really did mean what i said earlier... and i just wanted to let you know that when you were singing up there (during praise team worship), your smile just lit up the room. i just didn't want to say it earlier... in front of everyone else." that just crossed the line a bit. and it didn't help that i turned around after avoiding a potentially dangerous situation, i see lisa crying and callia and alma consoling her. in that split-second that i witnessed her crying, someone had asked her what was wrong and i saw her mouth "john." i really felt horrible, thinking that lisa was crying because john gave me a compliment. i really thinking that's what it was. but when i told grey and david about the situation, grey suggested that john said something to lisa like, "why don't you dress nice... like adrian," because john is apparently an ass like that. we're not sure. but lisa was civil to me the rest of the service, which makes me think that even if she was crying about something john said to me, she knows it's not my fault. so i guess things are okay.
community bells:
i'm really still liking brett. we don't know why. he's hairy (which would normally turn me WAAAAY off, but on him it's standable. i actually kind of like it because it reminds me of josh kelley). he has a weak chin (not to the point of sans jaw, but yeah). he is a prestigious organist (all male organists i know of are homosexual). he could be gay (hence the moving to greensboro to be comfortably out without having to worry about church people finding out). he's moving away (possibly to be closer to the arts scene in greensboro... but again, maybe because he's gay). he's at least five years older than i (really looking like celia's husband on weeds. go look him up). but he really cracks me up saying "shit" every time he misses a bell. also, i sense a certain flirtatiousness that i didn't sense from him to anyone else when he was playing the upper bells. but i'm enjoying the attention. but i think the real question is, and i've asked myself this a million times... WHY DO I LIKE HIM!?!?! He's not my type at all, that is, if i have a type.
but yeah... really appealing to the lustier side of me sunday... making dirty jokes about power drills and such (the twisty dohickey on the vvvvvv thing). also, i said, "oh, i'll give it to you," talking about some bells that we have to switch. i didn't mean it dirty... at first. then later, he was telling us he lived on lady astor street and so of course i had to tell him about the old guy and young girl having sex through the sun roof. he asked, "was it nice?" hmmm...
people:
i love nicole! really had some bonding time after weeds today. could be a role model/really good friend. <333
until later,
<3
symphony: grey and i went to the greensboro symphony saturday night. 1: couldn't find parking because there was a county fair AND a rodeo that night at the coliseum. 2: we got 2nd row seats = amazing! 3: there were too many people cracking me up actually IN the orchestra... smiley, grey's dad/peter jackson, fat 2nd violin guy, Pete White from the Venture Bros... and people in the audience... chick with three-inch nails, and the New Jersey bitches that wouldn't shut up the whole time.
but moving on, i wore my supercute wedges and my feet were burning, hurting, killing like whoa. turns out i had two huge blisters encompassing the entire balls of my feet. this is in addition to the four/five blisters already in action on my feet from my tennis shoes. but i still feel good about walking and i'm not going to stop just because my feet are in pain. the rest of me feels amazing and my pants are already getting looser. :)
church:
i am fucking loving praise team! all music, not much sermon, making up harmonies as i please. LOVE IT!
omg but this sunday was horrendous because we had a guest preacher. he is the brother of the guy who is visiting from barbados and of course, they're black. so the sermon went over a good half an hour. i mean, we have a schedule... i.e. another service in like 15 mins. wrap it up! the situation was made worse because he had a temple mic on and it was sitting below his jaw line, causing every word he said not to be understandable. (lord that was a horrible sentence... but you get the point).
then between services, this guy john (the same one that randomly lifted his shirt up at church a few weeks ago to show me his new tattoo) approached me. and by approached me, i mean wandered around in my vicinity, staring at me but not saying anything. so i initiated and said hello and he responded, "i'm good... that color really looks good on you." so i thanked him and didn't really think about it anymore. it was awkward enough without the extended version: not 30 minutes later, the whole choir was standing in the chapel waiting to process in to the service when john turns to me and says, "you know, i really did mean what i said earlier... and i just wanted to let you know that when you were singing up there (during praise team worship), your smile just lit up the room. i just didn't want to say it earlier... in front of everyone else." that just crossed the line a bit. and it didn't help that i turned around after avoiding a potentially dangerous situation, i see lisa crying and callia and alma consoling her. in that split-second that i witnessed her crying, someone had asked her what was wrong and i saw her mouth "john." i really felt horrible, thinking that lisa was crying because john gave me a compliment. i really thinking that's what it was. but when i told grey and david about the situation, grey suggested that john said something to lisa like, "why don't you dress nice... like adrian," because john is apparently an ass like that. we're not sure. but lisa was civil to me the rest of the service, which makes me think that even if she was crying about something john said to me, she knows it's not my fault. so i guess things are okay.
community bells:
i'm really still liking brett. we don't know why. he's hairy (which would normally turn me WAAAAY off, but on him it's standable. i actually kind of like it because it reminds me of josh kelley). he has a weak chin (not to the point of sans jaw, but yeah). he is a prestigious organist (all male organists i know of are homosexual). he could be gay (hence the moving to greensboro to be comfortably out without having to worry about church people finding out). he's moving away (possibly to be closer to the arts scene in greensboro... but again, maybe because he's gay). he's at least five years older than i (really looking like celia's husband on weeds. go look him up). but he really cracks me up saying "shit" every time he misses a bell. also, i sense a certain flirtatiousness that i didn't sense from him to anyone else when he was playing the upper bells. but i'm enjoying the attention. but i think the real question is, and i've asked myself this a million times... WHY DO I LIKE HIM!?!?! He's not my type at all, that is, if i have a type.
but yeah... really appealing to the lustier side of me sunday... making dirty jokes about power drills and such (the twisty dohickey on the vvvvvv thing). also, i said, "oh, i'll give it to you," talking about some bells that we have to switch. i didn't mean it dirty... at first. then later, he was telling us he lived on lady astor street and so of course i had to tell him about the old guy and young girl having sex through the sun roof. he asked, "was it nice?" hmmm...
people:
i love nicole! really had some bonding time after weeds today. could be a role model/really good friend. <333
until later,
<3