busy, busy stress...
busy, busy day...
shcool... stressfull... broke-down... now i buckle down...
at home, practiced piano, left for pit @ 5:00, got there, late, at 5:34... left at 6:00 to get read for piano recital... played well- they lvoe dme, and i emt a guy that happened to be in walton durmline, whose brother played, and who, himself, did an accompanyment on drums for nina [the bes,t odlest sutdents...] then dinner, mexican, god... 9:00- we get home, and i start homework... still working... still distressed about my life...
"if i'm not in love with you, what is this i'm goin through... tonight... and if my heart is lieing then, what shoudl i believe in...? why do i go crazy.... every time i think about you, baby? why else do i want you like i do...? ...if i'm not in love with you..."
yea, the music aint helpin my love problems... I'm so sorry- i totally screwed up... i dunno if you're reading this, but really... i miss you... i love you... and i kill myself every time i think about you... then again, u probably hate me for that... for not getting over it... but i dunno... i guess it'll just go on in this fashion until we lose each other one alst time... then either we find each toher years later and fall again for eahc toher, or i die loveless... lost... longing... alone...
shcool... stressfull... broke-down... now i buckle down...
at home, practiced piano, left for pit @ 5:00, got there, late, at 5:34... left at 6:00 to get read for piano recital... played well- they lvoe dme, and i emt a guy that happened to be in walton durmline, whose brother played, and who, himself, did an accompanyment on drums for nina [the bes,t odlest sutdents...] then dinner, mexican, god... 9:00- we get home, and i start homework... still working... still distressed about my life...
"if i'm not in love with you, what is this i'm goin through... tonight... and if my heart is lieing then, what shoudl i believe in...? why do i go crazy.... every time i think about you, baby? why else do i want you like i do...? ...if i'm not in love with you..."
yea, the music aint helpin my love problems... I'm so sorry- i totally screwed up... i dunno if you're reading this, but really... i miss you... i love you... and i kill myself every time i think about you... then again, u probably hate me for that... for not getting over it... but i dunno... i guess it'll just go on in this fashion until we lose each other one alst time... then either we find each toher years later and fall again for eahc toher, or i die loveless... lost... longing... alone...