My apologies, everyone...but there will be no Blogging The Golden Compass tonight. I have a MASSIVELY IMPORTANT (that's caps-lock important, people!) seating audition tomorrow, and I have like, 2 hours to learn the (really high and squeaky) music. This week has been kind of hectic, and earlier today I had a different super duperly important audition, of which I will not know the results until the 15th. Of (wait for it...) November. This is going to drive me banaaaaaanaaaaas.
On top of all that violinist nerdiness, I can't really stay up to work on my book blogging because my creative flow will be stifled probably around 10, when the parental units attempt to force me to go to bed. :P
And Adi...which stage of grief have I not hit yet? Are you talking this time around, or my all-time on-again/off-again crush? Because I'm pretty sure I've hit every single stage in the long run. Oh wait...I don't remember if I've ever bargained anything if I could maybe just NOT OBSESS ABOUT HIS TONED CALF MUSCLES OR HIS NICE TAN FOREARMS. No time like the present, though...right?
Hey, whoever I'm bargaining with!
I will give you a goose who lays golden eggs if you will let me not want to hug him every minute he's in my sight.
I will not use the phrase "you know" (which I have noticed I do obsessively while I'm speaking) for a whole gosh-darn week if you find a way for me to listen to a love song and not start daydreaming about him.
I will love somebody else instead if you give me a reason to get over him, because quite honestly, I can't find one on my own. That boy has NO SIGNIFICANT FLAWS.
Sure, his lips are chapped...but they're still kissable.
He's said he never wants to go to the homecoming dance....but I'm silly enough to think I can somehow change his mind about that...
...If he'd just love me.
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