So much to talk about, so little time.

Friday. I had choir, it was good, we did 2 songs and they were both nice songs and pretty easy. Ok, now the juicy stuff. On the way to choir the bus stopped to pick up some folks and this guy was crossing the street wearing shorts and I was checking out his legs. But the odd thing is that I wasn't thinking "ooh he has nice legs" it was more like "lemme see if I can figure out what people see in legs this time." Don't worry i checked out the rest of him too, he was cute and he had a nice body and what do you know he gets on the bus and sits right next to me. So you would think that i would have one of those teen girl "oh my God he sitting next to me" moments but you'd be wrong. Instead I was thinking "i wonder what its like to have one of those OMG he's sitting next to me things". Then i realise that our bare skin is touching coz both of us are wearing sleeveless shirts. So in my head I'm going "well this is interesting" and still I wasn't thinking "OMG he's touching me" but I did think about what he would be thinking and he looked like a straight guy so he probably didn't even notice. I forgot where I was going with this.
After choir it turned out they had this thing planned for our choir master to celebrate his birthday and for him and his wife's anniversary (she's in the choir too). There was food ans tuff and we hung out and one of the older ladies was tellin a few of us about when her husband died and stuff. Old people have such interesting stories only she's not really all that old - only a year older than my folks. She told us about how for weeks after his death she and her 3 sons slept together on a matress in the living room so they didn't have to be alone and about the last few days leading up to his death. Her sister also died before that, young and a mother of 2. The younger one was less than a year old and she said that at the funeral she held that little bundle and took him home with the intention of giving him back when school started but after the couple of months were up she couldn't give him up and now 13 years later he's still with them. She tells it much better.

Ok on to less sober things. On Friday before all that I rearranged my room because I didn't like the way it was anymore - I think my mother put it like that anyway. My bro and I pushed evrerything around and now the place looks much more open but he said it always looks that way when it gets changed, which is probably true. I found a silver ring behind the chest of drawers, it has 5 little balls at the top and they looked like they were set in some kind of black stone but it was really just extremely dirty so my bro who is really pro at making our silver bling cleaned it for me so now i have a groovy silver ring. Today I went to church with 2 rings on one hand coz my bro gave me his school ring, which I'm seeing for the first time today.

I have more to write.

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