On the bus, reading over the shoulder of the woman in front of me.
So far I’ve been able to decipher that the character’s name is Jamal, and he’s passing the hors d’oeuvres.
So far I’ve been able to decipher that the character’s name is Jamal, and he’s passing the hors d’oeuvres.
The family I can deal with, but this guitar part is driving me up the wall. Why can’t I find these chords? This song is so easy. There isn’t even a capo! ARRRRR.
I made the effort to ask the few acquaintances I’ve made if they wanted to go out, but everyone is busy with school work because of the time of year so nobody’s willing to go anywhere. And the only people I know who don’t have school work to worry about are all going out together already and I don’t want to invite myself and be a tag-along.
Looks like a boring, inside kind of night. Again. Sigh.
It’s fairly late, sure, but I could maybe get some stuff done, or at the very least get out of the apartment for a while. Sitting here eating raspberries is all fine and dandy, but I need to get some activity into my day somewhere.
Also: I have a crush on ShayCarl like whoa.