"God, if you're there, here's how I want to go: a heart attack, a tragic car accident, or while I'm sleeping. None of those long-term cancers that take you to an agony trip for six months before your time is up. I want it fast and quick," I said to the ceiling because we all assume God is somewhere up there. And then I looked at Courteney on the sofa, laughing. "You're weird," she said.
We rehearsed Time Warp tonight. The number is confusingly fast! I was trying my best to keep up but sometimes the split-second you take to think of the next step can get you behind. Time warping abilities would come in handy.
It's a jump to the left for slow-motion!
The last few days, I have met some wonderful people. The chorus alone was a wealth of colorful personalities and in tonight's practice, I finally warmed up a little bit to some of them. It might be a while before I get chatty with most of them but the introductions will do for now. There's an Adam, a Matthew, a Caitlin, an Amber and a Jay. Rye and Jason made me feel right at home of course even when Van missed the rehearsal.
And a step to the right to fast forward.
After rehearsal, I met up with Van at Derek's so he can introduce me to a friend. Courteney, is a twenty-year-old dark blonde beauty who refused to be Adele's doppelganger. Understandable because Adele's fat and Courteney is hot! (Forgiven?) The three of us were enjoying apple juice and I was inhaling the first gust of second-hand smoke when we discussed death.
Bring your knees in tight to rewind.
Photo by Van Tengga. Timepieces pieces time. |
It's the pelvic thrust that drives you insane and drives you back to the present time.
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3 comments:
Dude, maybe it IS because you were conked out during those years, LOL!!! I can't remember the year after I graduated and those months I spent freelancing. That was some powerful weed I was smoking back then. Ahem.
Kala, it's so frustrating to even try to recall. I see photos of myself in different places but I have no recollection of being there. Scary, no? I hope you don't regret being such a pothead back then? hahaha
That is kind of scary, sort of like it wasn't really you in those places... wow, that's giving me the creeps! Sounds like a Twilight Zone episode!
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