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I don't know what I would do without music.
Today, I helped Todd with lyrics to a song he wrote recently. It's corny as hell, but we felt so accomplished after finishing it.
I went to Lovewell Junior today to see Adrianna. Being there was so incredible, it was honestly intoxicating. I cannot wait for Monday to be a part of something like that again for the next three weeks. Seeing Marcus was a relief, truly. I missed him so much and I am really upset he's only doing our Lovewell for a week, but that's me being selfish.
After Todd's Michaela called me and I went out to dinner with her. We ended up staying in front of Chicken Kitchen for over three hours talking, and then another hour or so in Roasted Bean. There's a new Sean working there who is a great guy, I like him a lot. He wants to either be a fireman or a police officer. Mr. Sean Carrero has some competition, because I wouldn't mind falling in to routine again sitting there at Roasted Bean with that guy.
-Michaela and I talked about everything. We had no filter on what we were saying; if we thought it, we spoke it aloud to one another. I love how comfortable I am with her and how I know how she will react to whatever I say. She was relieved I ditched her yesterday to see Tyler because she admitted to thinking I was the perfect friend. That one and only slip up finally proves I'm not some angel and I am in fact, human. She makes me laugh and feel like a million dollar baby grand :)
I came home early, which impressed my parents. I never see them anymore, and honestly it is sad. I'm personally happy they aren't leaving me anymore for Colorado; it's bad enough trying to see them while they're home. My mom is now always in Aventura for my grandma and my father is working his ass off so he can get off early and be there with her. I feel like a horrible family member distracting myself with things to do and never going, but they insist. Parents really can be undercover heroes if you truly appreciate what they do for you. I appreciate my parents 100%.
I really did want to hit the bed early tonight, but I got caught up in more song writing. I just pulled an old poem I wrote and literally destroyed it and made it into a song. I'm head over heals for this song I just wrote, and I am definitely performing it next week at the talent show. I hope it's not like my last song, the one I can't even listen to now because I think it's so horrible. It's funny how much your perspective can change on things, especially if you're fully aware you created it. Well, two hours slipped past me without me being aware of it whatsoever, and here I am about ready to pass out before I finish this. I just have to much on my mind, I need to unwind it somewhere.
Man, I could write at least three novels with this journal. Like it would ever sell, but it's still an entertaining thought.
Today, I helped Todd with lyrics to a song he wrote recently. It's corny as hell, but we felt so accomplished after finishing it.
I went to Lovewell Junior today to see Adrianna. Being there was so incredible, it was honestly intoxicating. I cannot wait for Monday to be a part of something like that again for the next three weeks. Seeing Marcus was a relief, truly. I missed him so much and I am really upset he's only doing our Lovewell for a week, but that's me being selfish.
After Todd's Michaela called me and I went out to dinner with her. We ended up staying in front of Chicken Kitchen for over three hours talking, and then another hour or so in Roasted Bean. There's a new Sean working there who is a great guy, I like him a lot. He wants to either be a fireman or a police officer. Mr. Sean Carrero has some competition, because I wouldn't mind falling in to routine again sitting there at Roasted Bean with that guy.
-Michaela and I talked about everything. We had no filter on what we were saying; if we thought it, we spoke it aloud to one another. I love how comfortable I am with her and how I know how she will react to whatever I say. She was relieved I ditched her yesterday to see Tyler because she admitted to thinking I was the perfect friend. That one and only slip up finally proves I'm not some angel and I am in fact, human. She makes me laugh and feel like a million dollar baby grand :)
I came home early, which impressed my parents. I never see them anymore, and honestly it is sad. I'm personally happy they aren't leaving me anymore for Colorado; it's bad enough trying to see them while they're home. My mom is now always in Aventura for my grandma and my father is working his ass off so he can get off early and be there with her. I feel like a horrible family member distracting myself with things to do and never going, but they insist. Parents really can be undercover heroes if you truly appreciate what they do for you. I appreciate my parents 100%.
I really did want to hit the bed early tonight, but I got caught up in more song writing. I just pulled an old poem I wrote and literally destroyed it and made it into a song. I'm head over heals for this song I just wrote, and I am definitely performing it next week at the talent show. I hope it's not like my last song, the one I can't even listen to now because I think it's so horrible. It's funny how much your perspective can change on things, especially if you're fully aware you created it. Well, two hours slipped past me without me being aware of it whatsoever, and here I am about ready to pass out before I finish this. I just have to much on my mind, I need to unwind it somewhere.
Man, I could write at least three novels with this journal. Like it would ever sell, but it's still an entertaining thought.