#129.

The posting page for this blog took me a good five minutes to load up, so I'm a bit pissy at the moment; just a warning.

You said it would be a funny idea to go for that chick. I asked you if you were serious, you said no because she's 'bu yao'. That pretty much made my night. Every ounce of distrust I had in you evaporated as soon as those words illuminated my dimly lit phone screen. You're funny, you know that? You are absolutely hilarious. I don't think I'll ever have to worry about that again, but that still doesn't stop me from being jealous.

Cause after all. Jealousy is a hard habit to break.

So anyway, I'm capped. And I'm pissed. And I've just found out there are another two people going for keys in the senior rock band, one being an acquaintance of mine. I know her well enough to realise she is epic and piano, and probably will beat me for the spot of pianist. The other being a year eleven girl. I don't know who she is, but if she's got the confidence to audition, she must have eleven years of crazy piano theory up against my really shit sight reading. Fucking lovely.

Again, I'll probably include the letters thingo in with this post as well, because I am so not waiting another five minutes for another post page to come up. And sorry about the recap, it's blurry. I didn't want to be too specific, that just ruins all the fun and takes all the guess work out. 

Hey, there.

I remember my friends suggested I write this letter to someone famous, you know, like most people would. Maybe a singer with a voice that melts hearts, or an actor that could have a girls panties soaked in two shakes. But no, I've once again decided to write more to you.

I always wonder what it would be like to see you (again). Would you push it or would you leave it? Would our mistrust dissapear? Would it be awkward, or would the conversation just flow? I don't know. But I don't actually know if I want to find out. For fear of the pessimistic side of me being right for a change. Maybe things will be awkward, maybe you'd push it. Maybe we wouldn't even talk because of all the strange things that have taken place. I dunno. But I think (keyword here, think) that it would be nice to see you again. Just for a few minutes, to see what it'd be like, now. Hahahs.

- Tien.