Delusion-Elle

I am a very happy girl. I really didn't think that it'd help so much, but I think my piano saved me from a meltdown of sorts today. Man, I should've been doing this all along. And I improvised something very nice (Baroque-esque using a synth-ensemble patch, sounded kinda 8-bit; but improv'd so it's gone) so that cleared my head up a lot. The problem with summer time is that I have time to think and thinking leads to small revelations about myself and those just make me feel crummy. So. I'm trying to do something productive with my time.

I swear, every song is pretty much just comprised of 4 chords, plus another few chords in the modulation/inevitable key change section. But that's it. I've got "Judas" down (mostly, I think) except for the little spoken word section before that lovely little "I wanna love you, but something's pulling me away from you" section.

Also, my Australian pursuer has not spoken to me for 2 days. I mean, I'm down with being friends. But you can't just hop from smalltalk on Twitter to awkward one-word replies on Skype. Though now that I think about it, the timing of his responses on Skype is kind of strange. If the topic was "interesting", he'd answer right away, but all of the other times it's like he was trying to remain calm and collected. Which is stupid because he pretty much said that he goes gaga over someone with the attributes that I possess. I mean, once you say that, dude, it becomes rather silly to feign disinterest. Or if you really don't care, then maybe you shouldn't've jumped the gun on the whole "you should like add me on skype" thing. If he actually isn't interested in me at all, then that's fine. I can understand that completely. But don't give crappy responses.

Regardless, I'm feeling pretty alright right now. I can't wait for Monday so we can start working on arranging.

OH JESUS CHRIST, I SPOKE TOO SOON. I just got a tweet from someone. Like a couple minutes ago.
adsfasfdasfdasdjfk;. I think I need my Swedish friend to be online when I talk to this guy just so I can at least have SOMEONE on my side who can think clearly and interpret things correctly when I can't. Because I usually end up talking to my Australian pursuer late at night and my mind is mush at such hours.

Like right now. I'm laughing really hard at his tweet and I don't even know why. If he's smitten, then I'm really really sorry but his behaviour is just hilarious. Sweetie, we've talked for all of, what, 4 hours? Plus whatever disjointed minutes we logged on Twitter. But really. Actually respond with more than one word. Please. And also, use smileys/emoticons. You sound like an insensitive jerk, even though when we mic chat'd you sounded nice and we actually had a normal conversation.