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So I was asked to be the musical guest coordinator for BUtonight. How awesome. I mean, talk about the perfect extracurricular for me. I already booked this guy Tina, Tassi, and I had met over the summer at one of her open mics. This is pretty much what I want to do as a career anyway. Speaking of Tina, I miss her a lot.
Oh, and I finally got my keyboard fixed after a year. No more sticky keys!
Last night was interesting to say the least. So one of the boys next door bears an uncanny resemblance to boy I spent a whole year trying to not like. To make things even better, they're pretty much the same person with a few discrepancies (that I'm trying to make clear to myself.) Anyway, whenever he pops into my room, it's always a great highlight to my day even though I'm always looking at my worst. Last night he comes in with his guitar and we were chilling my room with my roommate and then we go to his room. It was too intense for me, but mostly due to my awkwardness. He brings me downstairs to the boy who lives directly below him and oh my musical god, he rivals Jason Mraz in guitar playing and voice. In conclusion, I had a private concert of one of the most talented boys I've ever met (too bad he's not hot...) and the doppelganger of an (ex? i'm not even sure yet) crush. It was pretty much my wildest dreams come true, but I had to get out.
Oh, and my friends "forgot about me" last night. Well everyone had thought someone else had called me, and I didn't know anything until I called them. I mean, I went out with them anyway because I don't like being a drama queen and ended up having a good time, but ... I guess it's for the best that I didn't stay with the musicians. It's just not something I'm good at.
Hopefully I can get into the sex toy party tonight. I want to buy pheremones.
Oh, and I finally got my keyboard fixed after a year. No more sticky keys!
Last night was interesting to say the least. So one of the boys next door bears an uncanny resemblance to boy I spent a whole year trying to not like. To make things even better, they're pretty much the same person with a few discrepancies (that I'm trying to make clear to myself.) Anyway, whenever he pops into my room, it's always a great highlight to my day even though I'm always looking at my worst. Last night he comes in with his guitar and we were chilling my room with my roommate and then we go to his room. It was too intense for me, but mostly due to my awkwardness. He brings me downstairs to the boy who lives directly below him and oh my musical god, he rivals Jason Mraz in guitar playing and voice. In conclusion, I had a private concert of one of the most talented boys I've ever met (too bad he's not hot...) and the doppelganger of an (ex? i'm not even sure yet) crush. It was pretty much my wildest dreams come true, but I had to get out.
Oh, and my friends "forgot about me" last night. Well everyone had thought someone else had called me, and I didn't know anything until I called them. I mean, I went out with them anyway because I don't like being a drama queen and ended up having a good time, but ... I guess it's for the best that I didn't stay with the musicians. It's just not something I'm good at.
Hopefully I can get into the sex toy party tonight. I want to buy pheremones.