Thursday, March 25, 2010

Yes, Even Stars Break

I keep replaying everything in my head, trying to figure out where everything fell apart and my world became a broken biscuit. I haven't found anything so far, so I'm guessing that I'm really perfectly fine and just being a big blob of bad feelings for nothing. I do know that there's no way in Hell I'd have been able to make it through these past few weeks without my friends, and I love you all for that :) And things are going to be okay :)

It's really amazing how the worst things that happen in life can bring out such beautiful work. My new song is going to be incredible, and that's all I can say about that. Thanks to Suites for helping out with the music! There's no way I could have written a suitable guitar part by myself, I'm just not that good yet.

E and I also did some incredible work on an old song, Birthday Wishes, the other night in the Cultural Arts Building. The music is simple, but our harmonies are going to be epic. We sang it in Dunkin' Donuts last night after band practice and got free donuts out of it :) Gotta love college. Also gotta love the fact that after class, I can just hop in the car with E and hit up the beach for the afternoon. Great way to forget about everything that's going on. There's still so much tension and stress that sometimes just getting away is the only remedy.

My pink (supposed to be purple) hair dye is fading (because I bought cheap crap- but who cares, it was a rash decision based on the need for change) so I'm going to get it professionally done when M and I hit up the good ol' hometown. My poor hair stylist is going to have a fit when she sees it (and an even bigger one when I ask her to hack most of my hair off... oh dear). I also talked my mom into letting me get a tattoo when I visit M over the summer. I have this insatiable urge for change, I just have to be patient until it's time for me to study abroad (hurrah) or Lost In Normandy gets super-famous (probably more likely than me moving to London within the next two years).

I have officially declared my Pre-Creative Writing major (I won't technically be considered a Creative Writing major until I get accepted into the BFA program, which will hopefully happen after next semester). Too bad I've been unable to write anything for the past two weeks. Hmm. I wonder why. It doesn't matter though, I'll get my muchness back eventually.

Yes, Even Stars Break by The Scene Aesthetic