Friday, 14 September 2012

The perfect sound of a bow gliding, caressing the strings of my cello making her sing

Remember when I told you about that book I read? Dying to Know You. Well I remember why I read it and what I took from it. It wasn't a totally useless teenage live lesson love story. First off, I got it because of the words Cyrano De Bergerac and I hadn't read any realistic fiction for a while. Second what I got from that book was a reflection. Fiorella is like me. We're actors trying to find our role. She tried, acting different in front of everyone, playing the role that seemed to fit the scene. I do that too. I guess I just have to wait and find my play...

Anyways....today was a wonderful day! Until my mom ruined it by talking about the D I have in math.
7th hour was lovely again. Emily, Guy (who's name is Ivanovich), Mari and I make a weirdly wonderful group. Ivanovich is a person I can really talk to...as a friend really. But I think I might have said too much today. Then again, he also got me playing cello so maybe it wasn't a bad thing.
I played for the first time in almost a year, I still have good pitch and can read notes. It's a miracle people!

Do any of you get this? When you have a boyfriend of girlfriend or just friends and all you want to do is be alone that day, but they don't leave you alone and they hang out with you then afterwards fb and txt you and you hate it? Then you break up with them, or just stop talking. Superficial high school life.
But then you have those days when your all alone no one txts you back, no one's on fb and you just feel so alone... and all you want is to have a boyfriend/girlfriend to hug you.
Our whole 7th hour table has that... (except Mari maybe). Mission 7th hour: find someone! I'm gonna love this year.

Emi and I went on a walk. It was cold tonight. A fall cold, the kind that makes you shiver and wish you were wearing a scarf, or better yet were inside someplace warm. A night where there is no wind, but the cold hangs there pulling at your clothes forcing you to keep moving but still the cold was welcome as a sign that fall was nearing and winters kiss not far behind.
 We met up with a bunch of 8th graders. This one guy was totally all over us, talking and trying to (kinda) impress us. And these other two were trying to get together or something. It was really fun. We hung out for like an hour talking and walking and doing nothing.
Why don't attractive guys our age do that? Oh we did call Nick. And apparently he's "working" on getting me and Chris together...we'll see how that goes.

Jess was wearing a PINK polo today. And shorts. He has such skinny legs.

The color of the sky: Bordering on grey but blue. As the rain drizzled down marking the beginning of fall and the long cold nights to follow. The clouds hung there, yet the sky seemed bigger, higher than usual. And it just kept raining. 

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