GAAHHH!
So I had a date with Ivo again, and it was really nice! I'm so pissed that I still like him. Hehe it was great, though. Symphony...he fell asleep during "Romeo and Juliet"...awake for the Chopin piano concerto (which was amazing!), went back and talked in his room for an hour or so. I realized that I missed him. We have a good rapport when we are together. But it just frustrates me because I don't think that he likes me in that way. Oh well, what will be, will be. We'll see how stuff turns out. Anyhoo...I'm drinking a Diet Coke with Lime, which is delicious. I'd forgotten how much I liked soda (always diet, so don't worry about the sugar, people). I sorta want oatmeal now, but I've had it twice in the last 24 hours, so I shouldn't. Too much of one thing is bad, plus I just had an apple. I'm high-strung enough as it is. I am playing Martinu in convo tomorrow, which should be fun. I need to remember to put a stamp on my flute. As losery as that is, it really helps. I guess I'm something of a flute supremacist...I don't like any plugs, cork, Velcro, or Bo-Pep finger placers on my flute. Just me and the silver, baby. But for this, I will make an exception. :) Okay, done ranting about liking Ivo and being high in general right now. Hasta luego.
PS: Ivo's cute. Really cute. Tall, dark features, glasses, good clothes, takes care of himself. Damn it.
PS: Ivo's cute. Really cute. Tall, dark features, glasses, good clothes, takes care of himself. Damn it.