brodyblue's Diaryland Diary

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Hrmm..a little optimism.

So miraculously I get a second chance... With the boy. Or what seemed like one. Beautiful phone conversations. The I like yous and the you're beautifuls. After not talking in a while it felt so good. But now it seems like I'm getting a taste of my own medicine, and it's fucking gross. Didn't get a call in two days. We were supposed to hang out and we had an agenda. Maybe he just didn't remember. When he saw me he was supposed to say something. "when the music stops what do you do?" and I was supposed to answer... Ah well it's my secret I'm not telling. But hoepfully I'll get to tell him. So here I am desperately in LIKE with this boy. But his actions show me that he doesn't like me too much, even tho he did say he "really liked me". Now wtf does this mean? Do I just forget about this amazing boy who writes beautiful poetry, who is very intelligent, and has the greatest sense of humor i've ever encountered. Yeah I don't really know what to do. I think I'm just gonna lay off and see what he does. Or will I screw things up if I do that?? Well Shiiiiiit!! I'm just gonna let things happen..
Oh yes on the upside of things. My cousins husband is a producer and my aunt gave him my demo and I guess he and his colleagues liked it so as soon as I move for college in a few months I'm going to start recording. They want to record a three song demo. I'm excited. But I still can't stop this depression. I'm gonna remain optimistic...I've just decided that. I'm not going to let anyone take that from me.

9:40 a.m. - 2005-02-20

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