Disclaimer: blah blah blah... oh this is all meg cabot's doing. except the
song. I made it up.
Saturday, October 20 Mood: happy Music: Tall Drink of Water – whoa, that's by me
This has really been an amazing day.
I'm updating at like 2 in the morning. I really don't want to forget what has happened and then try and update tomorrow. Even though, technically, it is tomorrow already. No, I think I'll tell this journal what happened. Because so far, it's been the best night of my life.
I finished writing lyrics, and I had some very simple chords to go along with it. I mean, there's only so much you can do in a period of two days. I felt like I needed to get out of the house for a bit, where I met up with my friend, Felix. I haven't talked to Felix in a while! Not since I started this journal anyway. He said he wanted to start up a band, he just needed to find some members.
So, of course, I told him about my songwriting, told him I could join, and I told him I could get an electric violin player. So, I got Lilly to give me Boris's number. I mean, he showcases his talent ALL the time in G&T, I think it really would be better if he did it in a band. We could use an electric violin player. It'll be kind of like Yellowcard. Only now we need to find some other people, and a name. It's in the works.
Then, Lilly came into my room while I was practicing the song, and she asked, "What are you doing?" Oh, um, practicing a song for Mia. I wrote it for her. I think I may love her. "Just strumming," She smirked. "Okay, well, you better start getting ready!" she said. Ready? Ready for what? I guess I must have looked confused because she sighed and said, "You're coming the Cultural Diversity Dance."
Now, I wasn't planning on going, for a number of reasons.
1- I'd be going by myself. Meaning I'd look like a complete idiot sitting at the Italian Culture Table by myself, with no one but the lasagna to talk to. 2- Computer Club is boycotting it. Apparently, internet isn't a culture. No... really? 3- Mia will be there, with Josh, and if I'll probably just be staring at them the whole night, saying to myself, "That could have been you, that could have been you if you only had the balls to go up to her and ask her." And then I'll probably develop suicidal tendencies or something.
So I said no, that I wasn't going, that nobody could make me.
She looked me straight in the eye, and quite calmly said, "Mia could make you, couldn't she." It was more of a statement than a question. I'm sure beads of sweat were forming on my face. "You're going," she said, "because I'm going to try and help you. You're going to ask Mia for one dance. Even though she's with Josh right now. You're going to ask her for just one."
I didn't think it was going to help though. I mean, it was awfully nice of Lilly to try and help, but I didn't see how asking Mia to dance was going to make her like me any more or less than she already does.
But I went, and I'm really glad I did.
Because I should have expected Josh would all of a sudden do something to make him very uncool in Mia's eyes. And she looked so upset too, I just wanted to tell her right then that I did love her, and that I'd try to make things all better. But she ran to the bathroom.
Tina and Lilly followed her though, and now Lilly and Mia are best friends again!
You know what that means?
Friday night movies are on again!
So we met up at the Pakistani table, and we actually had a full conversation. She seemed really happy and a lot better off now that Josh had left her side. Then Mr. G came over and told Mia that he was raising her grade to a D. She looked absolutely thrilled by now. Except she said it was due to me that she's not failing. I protest this. She's actually learning it pretty quickly. I guess having your Algebra teacher dating your mom helps you out a LOT.
Then another slow song came on. Mia opened her mouth to start another conversation, but then I realized I didn't feel like have a discussion over the Death Star. What I felt like doing was finding out what it was like to have Mia in my arms. I asked her to dance. I guess it was pretty random, because she looked really surprised, and then said yes. She said yes. But it was probably because she felt that she had to be nice to a guy who was obviously falling for her. We didn't say anything while we danced, but it was really, really nice. It was almost as nice as having a conversation, no, wait, they were both equally great.
I made sure she had a great time. I mean, I wanted to make it up to her. She must have had a pretty lousy time with Josh, if she yelled at him in front of the school.
Then, after the dance, we all (yes, ALL twelve) went back to our (Me and Lilly's) apartment. And then when mom and dad told them to leave, Mia got to stay. And I got to play her the song.
There was a girl,
a tall, pretty girl,
who had a smile,
a smile that would warm your heart
on the coldest winter day.
And she had a voice,
a voice that could make you forget
the dissonance of the world around you.
But her eyes
Oh, her eyes
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshes me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
There was a girl,
a tall, pretty girl,
who had a way of talking,
yeah, a way of talking that made you
want to talk to her forever.
And forever you would want her
to be yours, forever and ever and ever.
To be yours, forever and ever and ever.
But her eyes
Oh, her eyes
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshes me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
guitar solo
Her eyes,
Oh, her eyes,
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing.
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshed me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
I look at her and I find myself wanting a tall drink of water.
And guess what, she loved it, but still has absolutely no clue. None. I guess it'll just have to stay anonymous.
Saturday, October 20 Mood: happy Music: Tall Drink of Water – whoa, that's by me
This has really been an amazing day.
I'm updating at like 2 in the morning. I really don't want to forget what has happened and then try and update tomorrow. Even though, technically, it is tomorrow already. No, I think I'll tell this journal what happened. Because so far, it's been the best night of my life.
I finished writing lyrics, and I had some very simple chords to go along with it. I mean, there's only so much you can do in a period of two days. I felt like I needed to get out of the house for a bit, where I met up with my friend, Felix. I haven't talked to Felix in a while! Not since I started this journal anyway. He said he wanted to start up a band, he just needed to find some members.
So, of course, I told him about my songwriting, told him I could join, and I told him I could get an electric violin player. So, I got Lilly to give me Boris's number. I mean, he showcases his talent ALL the time in G&T, I think it really would be better if he did it in a band. We could use an electric violin player. It'll be kind of like Yellowcard. Only now we need to find some other people, and a name. It's in the works.
Then, Lilly came into my room while I was practicing the song, and she asked, "What are you doing?" Oh, um, practicing a song for Mia. I wrote it for her. I think I may love her. "Just strumming," She smirked. "Okay, well, you better start getting ready!" she said. Ready? Ready for what? I guess I must have looked confused because she sighed and said, "You're coming the Cultural Diversity Dance."
Now, I wasn't planning on going, for a number of reasons.
1- I'd be going by myself. Meaning I'd look like a complete idiot sitting at the Italian Culture Table by myself, with no one but the lasagna to talk to. 2- Computer Club is boycotting it. Apparently, internet isn't a culture. No... really? 3- Mia will be there, with Josh, and if I'll probably just be staring at them the whole night, saying to myself, "That could have been you, that could have been you if you only had the balls to go up to her and ask her." And then I'll probably develop suicidal tendencies or something.
So I said no, that I wasn't going, that nobody could make me.
She looked me straight in the eye, and quite calmly said, "Mia could make you, couldn't she." It was more of a statement than a question. I'm sure beads of sweat were forming on my face. "You're going," she said, "because I'm going to try and help you. You're going to ask Mia for one dance. Even though she's with Josh right now. You're going to ask her for just one."
I didn't think it was going to help though. I mean, it was awfully nice of Lilly to try and help, but I didn't see how asking Mia to dance was going to make her like me any more or less than she already does.
But I went, and I'm really glad I did.
Because I should have expected Josh would all of a sudden do something to make him very uncool in Mia's eyes. And she looked so upset too, I just wanted to tell her right then that I did love her, and that I'd try to make things all better. But she ran to the bathroom.
Tina and Lilly followed her though, and now Lilly and Mia are best friends again!
You know what that means?
Friday night movies are on again!
So we met up at the Pakistani table, and we actually had a full conversation. She seemed really happy and a lot better off now that Josh had left her side. Then Mr. G came over and told Mia that he was raising her grade to a D. She looked absolutely thrilled by now. Except she said it was due to me that she's not failing. I protest this. She's actually learning it pretty quickly. I guess having your Algebra teacher dating your mom helps you out a LOT.
Then another slow song came on. Mia opened her mouth to start another conversation, but then I realized I didn't feel like have a discussion over the Death Star. What I felt like doing was finding out what it was like to have Mia in my arms. I asked her to dance. I guess it was pretty random, because she looked really surprised, and then said yes. She said yes. But it was probably because she felt that she had to be nice to a guy who was obviously falling for her. We didn't say anything while we danced, but it was really, really nice. It was almost as nice as having a conversation, no, wait, they were both equally great.
I made sure she had a great time. I mean, I wanted to make it up to her. She must have had a pretty lousy time with Josh, if she yelled at him in front of the school.
Then, after the dance, we all (yes, ALL twelve) went back to our (Me and Lilly's) apartment. And then when mom and dad told them to leave, Mia got to stay. And I got to play her the song.
There was a girl,
a tall, pretty girl,
who had a smile,
a smile that would warm your heart
on the coldest winter day.
And she had a voice,
a voice that could make you forget
the dissonance of the world around you.
But her eyes
Oh, her eyes
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshes me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
There was a girl,
a tall, pretty girl,
who had a way of talking,
yeah, a way of talking that made you
want to talk to her forever.
And forever you would want her
to be yours, forever and ever and ever.
To be yours, forever and ever and ever.
But her eyes
Oh, her eyes
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshes me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
guitar solo
Her eyes,
Oh, her eyes,
they reminded your soul
that it needed refreshing.
her eyes were what made her a tall drink of water
that refreshed me every time
I look at her.
And yet she doesn't know.
I look at her and I find myself wanting a tall drink of water.
And guess what, she loved it, but still has absolutely no clue. None. I guess it'll just have to stay anonymous.