I must be gone and leave you for a while. If I roam away, I'll come back again, though I roam ten thousand miles my dear. Though I roam ten thousand miles.
So my dad suspects that I might have bronchitis. This could have been useful...say, a week ago? Meh, I shouldn't blame him. Maybe I should have thought about it. Well, it's no matter now. The sooner I get better, the better my voice will be again, and the better chance I have for All State. I get more excited and yet still anxious for my good luck charm not showing up. But I shouldn't depend on Scott, either. He might be there, he might not. Who knows? I will not care. I refuse to. Elton John, sing through those speakers! SING I SAY!
Okay. On a different note, per se, maybe I should've brought my class ring thingy home. I'm not ecstatic to get one, but I'm not refusing them either. I'm just not sure really. If I do, though, I think I know how it'll look. It won't be green and GOLD, maybe green and silver. I always liked silver, anyway. And my birthstone is the peridot, which is almost an emerald color, or so I recall. So yeah, I dunno. I'll decide next week. This is spring break and I deserve to chill for a while, maybe try to get some sing practice in. Determination!
The sea will never run dry, my dear. Nor the rocks never melt in the sun. And I will never prove false to the one I love till all these things be done, my dear. Till all these things be done.
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