Heya fellas. What is the female version of fellas? Oh well, I'm using fellas as an umbrella for both sexes, like guys can be used for both. Embrace it. Love it. Maybe it'll catch on ::snickers::.
I woke up today to find out my three hour class is canceled tomorrow. Talk about starting the week off right. I figured it would be a good week.
Then I did wayyyyy too much homework, which is okay, cause I want to be ahead to continue in spirit of my good week.
A bunch of stuff happened, and I picked up my phone to text "Billy". But then I remembered my rule of not texting him until he texts me. Talk about difficult. Whenever anything that is anything happens, I want to text him. Boo.
Then I went to a meeting, had free pizza, and totally met a girl who has the same musical interest as me. We spent a whole hour talking about thrift stores, vinyl, old concert tees, Guns N' Roses (my favorite band), and a bunch of other great classics. In fact, we are even considering going to see Mest in concert. How killer would that be. Metallica is also coming, but we mututally agreed their old stuff = great and new stuff = not even close to great. Their new EP is coming out soon though, so that will decide if I'm buying tickets.
So I'm heading home from the meeting, and my great week is continuing.
But no, group projects have to get in the way. I freaking hate group projects. There is nothing that I can't do on my own better than a group can do, except something ridiculous like a one-man-band or play five vs one in basketball. But school-wise, give me a project and I can complete it on my own, and do a pretty damn good job. My group? Not so much. We need a group leader and I can't be it because of class conflicts and the due time, but NO ONE is stepping up. I had to have my part done by tonight because I don't have computer access tomorrow by the due date time (7pm) because of class, and no one stepped up to be willing to turn it in. So I just posted it on our discussion group and was like, look, I did it, deal with it.
Group projects suck and these people are seriously pissing me off. I could do this entire assignment better than the five of us put together can. Not to sound cocky, and not to say I'm smarter than all of them, but I would've been done by now, and I'm never concise and always thorough. Jeez. Someone do you're freakin' work! I handed you mine on a gold platter, mock it for your part, and turn it in for the both of us. Phew.
So then that's got me all pissed off, but one of my favorite shows came on tonight "Prison Break", and it was brilliant as always. It's one of "Billy's" favorite shows as well, so I wanted to text him during the cool parts the entire time. I held out though, but I expected him to text me. Nothing.
So my group is still pissing me off, and I'm working on other homework, and then BAM a text from Billy. Over 36 hours since we last communicated (minus one bumper sticker from him on faecbook that mocked something about me; how lovely.) But oh no, this text wasn't exciting. It was him beating a song on Rock Band on hard. Whoop-de-doo. I am tired of empty conversations. GIMME SOMETHING "BILLY"! So I text back "impressive" and that's the end of that. I haven't really had time to go on AIM, so I haven't talked to him on there either. It's slowly killing me inside. ::crumble:: That's the sound of a piece of my heart breaking off.
Oh well.
It's all part of the getting over someone process I suppose.
That's it for now. Let's hope this week ends up still being a good one. I guess we'll find out as it rolls on; gotta take every minute as it's given to you, and not by looking ahead.
I leave you with this thought:
"Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art." - Charlie "YardBird" Parker
Have no regrets. Live. Laugh. Love. And listen to music.
xLivin'theLyricsx
P.S. Out of pure curiosity, is anyone reading this?
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