(from poofgone.com archives)

The concert went surprisingly well. I actually sang, which was good, and it didn't hurt too much.

My feet in those shoes...well, that's another story.

No one came. Which is kinda disappointing. Granted I didn't publicize it a lot...because I tend to be modest about things like that...but people still knew. And I had the location and time on my door.

*sigh* Oh well.

I might actually get to bed really early tonight. Even though I don't have to be up until 12:30pm, 12 hours of sleep would be really nice if I could arrange it. We'll see, I suppose.

I close my eyes,
Then I won't see
The love you don't feel
When you're holding me.

Morning will come
And I'll do what's right,
Just give me 'til then
To give up this fight.