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Yeah, I guess so. I was offered, yet again, to join chorus. And I feel like if you're offered to get credit for being in chorus while only having to show up twice a week, well...I'm pretty okay with that. What's twice a week? Nothing I couldn't handle. I don't know. I have a couple days to think about it. I should. I really should. Even if I lack true desire. I like this. I like musical things. I hate forgetting that bands exist. I listened to this band over the summer. Then school happened. Stupid school ruins everything. I shouldn't bank on a snow day. But, dear God, how I would adore one. Just a day to make sure I actually have a project to bring into school. A day to sleep a little. A day to play with recording software. Yeah. That could be nice. Probably will be. I wish I didn't come home with headaches. Damn this cold. Mother nature, you took away fall. The very least you could do is give me some snow. I really do appreciate unexpected telephone calls. Thank you, darling. It meant a hell of a lot more than you know. What makes people want to be in a relationship? I think it's irrational happiness. Like, those times when you're around someone and you're just so pleased with things that you don't want to leave or stop. You'd like to hit a pause button on the moment, or the evening, or just the outing. The "relationship" label, I think, is just is a way of confirming like feelings and like desire to keep the feelings. I thought about that when I got home today, haha. Some days... |
