David Huang
Today was such a fantastic day. The weather was beautiful, and it all started off right with laughs in mrs. schwanti's courtesy of Evangalia being immoral..(just kidding i love you). It just seemed like everyone had something nice to say today. That's a good day. I actually did and understood some basic calculus. I realized that I used to be an analytical thinker, and I am not quite that anymore. I am much more of a logical thinker.
Usually, I think Sizemore is full of shit. But this time he might be right....sigh..i hope not. I have put in so much time and effort.
Tennis was wonderful. The weather was literally intoxicating. It was nearly impossible to be in a bad mood.
The highlight of my day, however, had to be hanging out with little David Huang. David Huang is a 13 year old boy who happens to be chinese and also very bright not to mention a brilliant fiddle player. He goes to our school and is friends with Scott Antonio and Ian Moore. Today, whilst on break, David thought that we should maybe call scotty. So we call scott and at the end of the rehearsal he looks at me and goes, "I am so popular with all of the seniors; everyone will think i'm cool". It was awesome. And on Brandenburg Concerto No. 4 it says "Scotty too hotty Antonio" 218-9614 "call to talk". hahahah he's so coool. And so good at the violin. Another funny thing was that my stand partner kept making fun of this chubby girl and saying how she was too fat to play a half step. This, of course, was not true. But it was hilarious.
Now: When is the Fort Myers High School chapter of Chamber Choir Alumni starting? Honestly I would love to get this going before the end of our year. We could meet in the chorus room at school and find someone to play the piano. Getting music would be easy. oh my god. It would be amazing. I hope it happens.
Certainity is a word that I don't quite understand.
It happens every time, and there's nothing I can do about it. I've tried to change, but I don't think that will help.
every time...every damn time.
There's a reason they call me doubting thomas....
P.S. Party at my house on Friday during the day. be there.