Peaceful...actually Placid is a better word

Yesterday (Thursday) was a very satisfying day. As I sit here at the computer listening to Velvet Revolver I find myself quite contented. I was exceptionally tired as I trudged off to student council. I made it through my school day, including choir, with a vague attitude of serenity somehow. I went to piano lessons. Afterwards I found out that I most likely won't be able to go to my cousin's house on Remembrance Day. This, strangely, did not irk me as much as it should. I was in a decidedly odd state of contemplation, reminiscience and placidness.

In the evening I proceeded to Amanda's house where there was much discussion of social lives and difficulties. I played very little part in that and just sat back and watched. At 10:45 I headed home and went on the computer. Subsequently, I headed down to Amay's house and had a 20 minute talk about life in general. I always feel tranquil when talking with Amay with no fear of being judged or mocked by what I say.

Tomorrow is the shiznay. I get to sleep in, hopefully record some stuff, have drum lessons, hang out with devin, ruiz, lorenz, emily, april, et al. What up to that?

"She can't let go and she can't relax and just before she hangs her head to cry I sing..."