Halloween
Halloween ~ went with Michelle, Melissa, Misha, Emily, Quincy, David. Dressed up as Pride!Ed; Michelle did my tattoos, which were very cool.
Alex was an iPod. Her costume was pretty cool looking. It even had earbuds.
Michelle was a pirate, Melissa: Greek goddess, Misha: person with kimono, Emily: goth ("squishy", you called it?) thing, Quincy: ninja (complete with ninja stars made of sheet music. He gave me a Sibelius one.), David was a vampire-ish looking kind of thing with his hair slicked back and black cape.
We walked around, got candy, Quincy shot us with a water gun, etc., . . .
Anyways, ~ ~
Here is the link for you, Emiriu: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3131097/1/
Now what was I just going to go do?
Hmmm . . . I don't know.
Well this is depressing. It's already getting dark outside.
You know, I think, yes, the Berlin Philharmonic played the Sibelius slower than we did.
I think I like it faster.
T_T I wish I had a recording of us playing it . . . :( Of course, it sounds better when you are sitting there with the orchestra.
I wish I had MSO tonight only we weren't playing holiday stuff.
Unless it was maybe the Nutcracker because I have had that 'cello part stuck in my head all day. Plus it's not like all those other Christmas songs.
Ahhmm . . . people just don't get it. Do I even get it? Well, yes. Does it matter if I can't explain it? Uhmmm . . . everyone else would say yes. But, but, I don't think it can translate well from the "language" of my thoughts. At least not into English. Maybe it's only me. Yes, it most likely is only me. More and more people are bothering me nowadays. Is that because I am more irritable? Or is it because I just begin to understand these things that they don't seem to understand. Absolutely no one seems to know these things.
This seems a very self-centered thing to say.
I am insane. No, seriously, I am. Or at least, starting to be.
I am human. How can I know.
Alex was an iPod. Her costume was pretty cool looking. It even had earbuds.
Michelle was a pirate, Melissa: Greek goddess, Misha: person with kimono, Emily: goth ("squishy", you called it?) thing, Quincy: ninja (complete with ninja stars made of sheet music. He gave me a Sibelius one.), David was a vampire-ish looking kind of thing with his hair slicked back and black cape.
We walked around, got candy, Quincy shot us with a water gun, etc., . . .
Anyways, ~ ~
Here is the link for you, Emiriu: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3131097/1/
Now what was I just going to go do?
Hmmm . . . I don't know.
Well this is depressing. It's already getting dark outside.
You know, I think, yes, the Berlin Philharmonic played the Sibelius slower than we did.
I think I like it faster.
T_T I wish I had a recording of us playing it . . . :( Of course, it sounds better when you are sitting there with the orchestra.
I wish I had MSO tonight only we weren't playing holiday stuff.
Unless it was maybe the Nutcracker because I have had that 'cello part stuck in my head all day. Plus it's not like all those other Christmas songs.
Ahhmm . . . people just don't get it. Do I even get it? Well, yes. Does it matter if I can't explain it? Uhmmm . . . everyone else would say yes. But, but, I don't think it can translate well from the "language" of my thoughts. At least not into English. Maybe it's only me. Yes, it most likely is only me. More and more people are bothering me nowadays. Is that because I am more irritable? Or is it because I just begin to understand these things that they don't seem to understand. Absolutely no one seems to know these things.
This seems a very self-centered thing to say.
I am insane. No, seriously, I am. Or at least, starting to be.
I am human. How can I know.