Spent the entire afternoon in Starbucks drafting out my percussion composition. It is not difficult, just tedious and it sucks the energy out of you, mentally trying to figure out the dynamics while keeping it neat and tidy, just like all crazy musically associated elements are supposed to be.
Each note has to align, and each curve has to be precise. Screw.
But upon reaching home, I realized I did everything wrongly.
You.Can.Only.Imagine.My.FRUSTRATION.
Thank God it's not the entire composition. I refused coffee tonight because tomorrow will be another long day. I have a long to-do list for tomorrow and I am positive 24 hours will not be enough to encompass half the things on it.
As I type this, it just dawned on me that I also have a test tomorrow.
F***K.
Coffee would not have been too bad now.
This week, please be over already :(
ps: things are weird now. i am complicated now. i am fighting it now because i never gave it a chance before this. why give it a chance now?
pps: I caught my breath when I heard the phone ring for just that slightest moment. Wishing for history to repeat itself is nearly as stupid as it is worth it. Having you around tonight wouldn't have been such a bad idea, really. Regrets?