Little Miss Indecisive

What Mood Am I In?

I'm sure many of you know already just how indecisive i am. But for those who don't? You're looking at a blogger who has trouble deciding if she wants peanut butter or butter on her toast; what dvd she wants to watch; which way to walk to school; which shoes look better with those jeans... i'm sure you get the picture.

But, tonight i got home (10pm on a saturday... hmm, just a little sad maybe) and i can't even decide what mood i'm in. On the one hand, i'm buzzing because i just went out, got handed a bass guitar and was told to play it - and, after a minimal rehersal, i did so, doing a pretty damn good job of it, if i do say so myself! Well, everyone else said so too, so i'm allowed to brag just a little, ok? I am soooo in love with playing the guitar! And as soon as i have $400 i'll be the proud owner of my own... although i have no idea when that will be! But the new job should help that cause a little. Hopefully! Then all i'll need is some kind of bribery to get those lessons... Anyway, add that to the joys of seeing my dearest, darling little Bobby, who is more adorable every day, and i totally adore, and the fact that ShirtlessBuddy#1 decided to grow some gallantry and offer me half of every biscuit he was eating - before it went in his mouth, thank goodness - which was really cute, and you should have a me-who-is-in-a-good-mood.

However, for some reason, i'm not totally convinced that this is the case. Maybe it was because i spent the evening predominately in the company of an inanimate guitar, a pair of lovebirds, a selection of 12-year-olds and a few adults... not exactly ideal for a 17-year-old girl who generally is rather talkative and had been looking forward to getting out of the house to CONVERSE with people... Or maybe it was because i had to relinquish control of the guitar :P I don't know. It could even have been the knowledge that i had to return home and finish my Medea notes before bed (which, as you can see, i am completely NOT doing...). Well, whatever it was, it's totally killed the buzz from the better parts of the evening. Stupid mood.

Hmph. So, grumpily, i shall leave you now and attempt to write these notes, taking my indecisive mood with me... Maybe watching What A Girl Wants for the seventh time in three days will cheer me up! Colin Firth and Oliver James in the same movie? Plus cool clothes and hot singing? I think it could work :P

Nite!

Annabel