you just walk; i make you smile

illness is destroying my life. meh. it’s only a sore throat tho. it makes it difficult for singing, but i survive. needless to say, smith has left angel eyes for next week (also considering the festival is this sunday). he had ortwine come in and have a clinc with tyler (our bari sax) and then both of them played moanin’ at the end of class. it was like our bari sax volume had quintuppled. we were stunned. we all solo in the piece and we couldn’t even solo over it. it was just like that.

tomorrow i have my four genre pieces due. i’m thinking i’ll do a monologue real quick in a second, snitch an archive poem, take a recent poem, then take the thing i wrote out at starbucks (with some edits? YES). that’ll do for tomorrow.

indeed. saturday approaches. i met this guy.. that’s how it always starts, isn’t it? it was online again, but he’s closer to me. colerain. he knows the area. we’re thinking kenwood mall to meet methinks. he’s kinda creepy at times, but eh. he’s nice the rest of the time. besides, i’ll be okies. better than being lied to i suppose. *but it wasn’t a lie! i never actually said-* just shut it.

so  yea. i’m actually gona get my courage up and go meet another cmplete stranger from the internet. go me? i told sean that if i die he has to take care of pluto for me. i was debating on not going to see this guy for awhile, but then i figured it doesn’t matter. that one never remembers about me until i bother him and the call always bothers me. this one is far away and doesn’t even want anything. i’m just some punk little girl to him.. who gives too much most likely.

it’s another pick-a-path story and it’s coming up on decision time.

~debbi