preforming artist?!.

ohhemmgee! tonight is ms ococks poetry reading at firefly coffee house. im waaay effing pumped. a band is going to be there, called dark room. apparently its ms ococks friend from college or something, and hes tight as HELL. not even joking. he was in english class today to talk about music and poetry, and i thought i was going to die. literally. its a damn good thing that i sit in the back of the classroom. for one, he was a ginger. with amazing hair.. second only to travis's, but sexy FO SHO. i just wanted to like, run my fingers through it. for two, he had great style. like, he just looked cool. and then...oh my god his voice. check them out on myspaceee, hes tight. im so glad that im in honors english. AND his favorite band is death cab for cutie, because of ben's amazing lyrics. so basically, it was the best class, not only english class [exageration, yes. but still] ever.

so im nervous for this whole reading thing. i mean, i love to write, and i know im good at it [uhh, yes, concieted] but like, i like to think of myself as a visual artist. i mess around on the guitar, but im by no means a musician. but, in spite of nerves and apprehension, i shall overcome. :D ill post my poem next. things with mil are going splendidly. we actually hung out today, even though it was before school. but still, it was time together.

it was a good day.
love, kaatie