[ 232 ] Wow, I'm alive.
*blows dust off of journal.*
It's been a few months. A few changes have been made in my life. I've been working and I don't know if I mentioned that I picked up the electric bass. I'm not very good at it, but at the same time, I haven't been investing too much time into it. I'm learning new things every week at my bass lessons which is awesome. haha, you know, it's one of those things that you just wish would come to you instead of you actually having to put the effort in. I had a lot more energy and was so much quicker to pick up flute which frustrates me a little bit that the same energy I had as a 9 year old can't seem to be applied to bass guitar.
I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. All things. I've gone through many trials and tribulations if you will. I've gone out with a few people and made my fair share of mistakes. I've been hurt and burned but when I push through that pain, things have always had a brighter side. I dated a guy named Scott -- dated being a loose term of the word because really he just wanted sex. I think the second time I went out with him, I went to buy a bass guitar. And who should tend to me? But a cute boy named Nathan. I really did think this boy was cute. For a little while, he was the center of my universe with his adorable smile and beautiful blond hair. When I decided that I didn't want to see Scott anymore because I didn't want to be some little sex thing -- I just went and focused on bass. Going to alto music, I decided to start bass lessons and I talked to Nathan a little more. And I'll still never forget the day that I had wanted to ask him out, but he beat me to the punch and asked if I wanted to go out to coffee sometime. I was stoked and coffee became something I looked forward to.
And coffee went well. Coffee was good...even though I had cocoa instead of coffee, but it was some of the best damn cocoa I've ever had, haha. Nathan and I got to know each other a little more, and then I found out that Nathan has a horrible habit of just kind of blowing people off. Nathan's mother was sick, so it was understandable the first few times he did it, but you can only make plans that never come through for so long and expect someone to stay. He wasn't ready for a relationship. He should have admitted that to himself and it was on that one day in June where I asked him to go to a co-worker's show with me. He had agreed and I called him after work to see if he still wanted to go. He said he would call me back, he just had to get home. And I waited. I waited by my phone so pathetically for him to call. 20 minutes passed...and I thought maybe he just had to change or something. 40 minutes passed...and I still gave him the benefit of the doubt. When over an hour went by, I was reduced to tears because I was so sick of being blown off. I almost didn't go. Almost.
I still somehow managed to go, however. And going was the best decision I could have made. From there, I met some of the most amazing guys in a local band called Armageddon Monks. I really enjoyed their performance, and they were all nice when I hung with them a little bit. But the funniest part of all, was that my next huge crush didn't actually start until the guitarist contacted me through e-mail to be a part of his street team. When Steve walked into Borders...coincidentally the same place that I had coffee with Nathan for the very first time -- wow. Words cannot convey how amazingly cute I thought that he was. And as we talked, I was impressed by his ability to just...go forward for this band. I am still at this level of having a schoolgirl crush on Steve, and you know something? I'm not worried. Not one bit. No matter how this plays out, it's leading to something bigger. That's why I just lay back and let life take me where it pleases. I am completely content right now...and the only worry on my mind is how will I juggle college and a job at the same time? Because I am definitely going to college this fall.
Anyway, I know this was long, but...I just had to write it because it's funny...how life works out.
It's been a few months. A few changes have been made in my life. I've been working and I don't know if I mentioned that I picked up the electric bass. I'm not very good at it, but at the same time, I haven't been investing too much time into it. I'm learning new things every week at my bass lessons which is awesome. haha, you know, it's one of those things that you just wish would come to you instead of you actually having to put the effort in. I had a lot more energy and was so much quicker to pick up flute which frustrates me a little bit that the same energy I had as a 9 year old can't seem to be applied to bass guitar.
I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. All things. I've gone through many trials and tribulations if you will. I've gone out with a few people and made my fair share of mistakes. I've been hurt and burned but when I push through that pain, things have always had a brighter side. I dated a guy named Scott -- dated being a loose term of the word because really he just wanted sex. I think the second time I went out with him, I went to buy a bass guitar. And who should tend to me? But a cute boy named Nathan. I really did think this boy was cute. For a little while, he was the center of my universe with his adorable smile and beautiful blond hair. When I decided that I didn't want to see Scott anymore because I didn't want to be some little sex thing -- I just went and focused on bass. Going to alto music, I decided to start bass lessons and I talked to Nathan a little more. And I'll still never forget the day that I had wanted to ask him out, but he beat me to the punch and asked if I wanted to go out to coffee sometime. I was stoked and coffee became something I looked forward to.
And coffee went well. Coffee was good...even though I had cocoa instead of coffee, but it was some of the best damn cocoa I've ever had, haha. Nathan and I got to know each other a little more, and then I found out that Nathan has a horrible habit of just kind of blowing people off. Nathan's mother was sick, so it was understandable the first few times he did it, but you can only make plans that never come through for so long and expect someone to stay. He wasn't ready for a relationship. He should have admitted that to himself and it was on that one day in June where I asked him to go to a co-worker's show with me. He had agreed and I called him after work to see if he still wanted to go. He said he would call me back, he just had to get home. And I waited. I waited by my phone so pathetically for him to call. 20 minutes passed...and I thought maybe he just had to change or something. 40 minutes passed...and I still gave him the benefit of the doubt. When over an hour went by, I was reduced to tears because I was so sick of being blown off. I almost didn't go. Almost.
I still somehow managed to go, however. And going was the best decision I could have made. From there, I met some of the most amazing guys in a local band called Armageddon Monks. I really enjoyed their performance, and they were all nice when I hung with them a little bit. But the funniest part of all, was that my next huge crush didn't actually start until the guitarist contacted me through e-mail to be a part of his street team. When Steve walked into Borders...coincidentally the same place that I had coffee with Nathan for the very first time -- wow. Words cannot convey how amazingly cute I thought that he was. And as we talked, I was impressed by his ability to just...go forward for this band. I am still at this level of having a schoolgirl crush on Steve, and you know something? I'm not worried. Not one bit. No matter how this plays out, it's leading to something bigger. That's why I just lay back and let life take me where it pleases. I am completely content right now...and the only worry on my mind is how will I juggle college and a job at the same time? Because I am definitely going to college this fall.
Anyway, I know this was long, but...I just had to write it because it's funny...how life works out.