Another Emily.

Do you ever wonder what people say about you when you aren’t in the room? Whenever someone leaves, usually the first thing out of our mouths is about them, whether it’s “He’s such a sweetheart!” or “I never realized until now just how straight her teeth are.” or whatever else comes to mind.
Every now and then, I wonder what people say about me. I wonder who only tolerates my existence, who genuinely enjoys my personality, who thinks my sarcasm is stupid, who likes and dislikes my glasses… 

I don’t even know what I’m saying. I’m just curious about what people say about me. I’m curious about why people like or dislike me; what draws them in and what pushes them away.

Just finished printing music so Alyssa, our makeshift band, and I can practice tomorrow for our concert on Saturday.

One rehearsal and a sound check and that’s it ftw~

Bed time.

I’ll blog about my day in the morning.

Except I’ll probably forget, so here’s an overview: Took Zoe to the groomer’s, visited Luke at band, did nothing, marching band practice, Skyped with Luke.

yay thrilling day woot