I’m always getting over you

Rehearsals ended early today at 6:30 p.m. And since I had nothing better to do with my spare time–which is a lot–I picked my guitar up for the first time in a month. I was glad to see that I wasn’t so rusty even with a month of not practicing, but the only sucky part was that the tips of my fingers started to hurt all over again. My parents said they’ll really get me my electric guitar within a week and I hope they do. After next week I have an entire week of chilling at home. I don’t want to be punk anymore, but I still want to write songs and maybe join a band someday. Even though I’m not an expert or anything yet, I really love playing the guitar. It’s like the best thing I’ve ever learned.

Nothing much happened to me during rehearsals. Michael was there but I got bored with him after staring at his perfect body for ten minutes. He always wears a plain black muscle shirt and dark denim jeans; it’s practically his entire wardrobe. Maybe that’s why I got bored. I like it when guys wear something cool once in awhile. *sigh* Well those are pretty much the things that are happening in my (non-existent) love life. I don’t really like anyone right now; I don’t think I’m “in love” or anything with anyone, not even Casey. I should’ve been really excited and happy and thrilled when I learned that I’d be going to Germany this summer. And while I do feel all those things it’s only because I’ll be able to go to Europe finally, not because I might be able to see Casey again. And knowing him, he probably won’t want to see me for reasons I don’t know. He can be pretty weird like that. And mean. Oh well, come what may.

Well I want to go back to my guitar now. I’ve been away from it for too long.