wasted opportunities and awesome jazz music
So i met guitar girl on friday, but i still have no idea what her name is. I was delivering cylinders to the triangle room (you should see these triangles! They're massive!) really early in the morning, and one of the guys there, Sumael, wanted me to drop something off for him in the dormitories. It was some old spiderman comics that had been delivered to him that he now needed delivered to his bunk. Anyway, i was all like 'alright! Excuse to check out the dormitories again!'
So i took the lift all the way down to 17-C, and i was wandering around looking for Sumael's bunk when i heard the sound of a guitar. It sounded like someone trying to piece together a puzzle, like they were working out which chords went together, and i looked over and i saw her. Guitar girl. Sitting right there at the end of a bed playing her guitar. And i dropped the comic books and she heard it and she looked up at me all shocked. She got up and apologised like she'd done something wrong and then she was about to walk off.
'Wait!' i said, and she turned around and looked at me like i was going to tell her off, and i went suddenly blank. 'I... uh... i really like your guitar playing. It's real... nice...'
I had all these things i wanted to say and that really doesn't cut it, i don't think.
Anyway, she smiled a kind of sad smile, and then ran off down a corridor. I was left standing around with a bunch of comic books feeling really stupid like.
She didn't play on saturday night. Everyone was standing and waiting but she just never turned up. Her little stool sat on an empty stage, and when everyone realised she wasn't coming, there was a strange confusion in the air, because she played every saturday, and this was the first time she'd not shown up. It was really strange. I hope i didn't do anything wrong, or say something stupid that made her not want to play. Sometimes i say stupid things and i don't even know i've said them.
We went and saw the jazz guys again, and just like the last time they were just awesome! I was really drunk, but for a while there i was convinced the guitarist had like seven fingers, and the drummer was going so fast it looked like he had three arms.
Man i was SO drunk though. My eyesight goes everywhere when i'm drunk, it's kind of funny.
So i spent most of today recovering. I went to the bookstore and i said to the girl there, 'hey can you recommend me any books,' and she didn't look up from her magazine she just said 'try this,' and i said 'what is it?' and she said 'it's got words in it. You can probably combine them into sentences and maybe even be entertained by them,' so i said 'cool!'
The book is called 'Mirror Mirror' I haven't read heaps but it seems interesting so far. That bookstore girl knows books!
I am still a bit worried about guitar girl. How do i avoid freezing up again though?
You can do it blake! Dust yourself off and try again!
Blake out.
So i took the lift all the way down to 17-C, and i was wandering around looking for Sumael's bunk when i heard the sound of a guitar. It sounded like someone trying to piece together a puzzle, like they were working out which chords went together, and i looked over and i saw her. Guitar girl. Sitting right there at the end of a bed playing her guitar. And i dropped the comic books and she heard it and she looked up at me all shocked. She got up and apologised like she'd done something wrong and then she was about to walk off.
'Wait!' i said, and she turned around and looked at me like i was going to tell her off, and i went suddenly blank. 'I... uh... i really like your guitar playing. It's real... nice...'
I had all these things i wanted to say and that really doesn't cut it, i don't think.
Anyway, she smiled a kind of sad smile, and then ran off down a corridor. I was left standing around with a bunch of comic books feeling really stupid like.
She didn't play on saturday night. Everyone was standing and waiting but she just never turned up. Her little stool sat on an empty stage, and when everyone realised she wasn't coming, there was a strange confusion in the air, because she played every saturday, and this was the first time she'd not shown up. It was really strange. I hope i didn't do anything wrong, or say something stupid that made her not want to play. Sometimes i say stupid things and i don't even know i've said them.
We went and saw the jazz guys again, and just like the last time they were just awesome! I was really drunk, but for a while there i was convinced the guitarist had like seven fingers, and the drummer was going so fast it looked like he had three arms.
Man i was SO drunk though. My eyesight goes everywhere when i'm drunk, it's kind of funny.
So i spent most of today recovering. I went to the bookstore and i said to the girl there, 'hey can you recommend me any books,' and she didn't look up from her magazine she just said 'try this,' and i said 'what is it?' and she said 'it's got words in it. You can probably combine them into sentences and maybe even be entertained by them,' so i said 'cool!'
The book is called 'Mirror Mirror' I haven't read heaps but it seems interesting so far. That bookstore girl knows books!
I am still a bit worried about guitar girl. How do i avoid freezing up again though?
You can do it blake! Dust yourself off and try again!
Blake out.

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