Surprised
Well, I'm trying to figure out something tonight that may sound horribly self-indulgent, which it isn't. For the second time in my life, a boy has written a song about me. And played it live onstage. I'm flattered beyond belief, and know that while I'm on the cute side, I'm no supermodel or babe-o-licous. I don't know how to feel actually. P wrote a song for me and J his roommate (and plays in the same band) dedicated it to me tonight. I'm touched and embarrassed and thrilled. I feel very taken down to earth - not humiliated, but damn, just floored. Wow.
On the same note, was talking with my girlfriend Katie tonight and she basically asked me to stand up with her for her upcoming wedding (in the next year). These are all Milwaukee folk who I've only known for 3 years tops. How did I get so fucking lucky to know these wonderful wonderful people that seem to think I'm half as fabulous as they are?
On the same note, was talking with my girlfriend Katie tonight and she basically asked me to stand up with her for her upcoming wedding (in the next year). These are all Milwaukee folk who I've only known for 3 years tops. How did I get so fucking lucky to know these wonderful wonderful people that seem to think I'm half as fabulous as they are?