unrequited blog

I was working on a song for the past couple of days

and I was going to post it here on the Tumbles for you to hear and such since it’s Valentine’s Day and it’s a love song I suppose; but I took an arrow to the knee. Well more in the lines that I haven’t finished it. I thought that my music cramming was going to kick in. But I’m also adding live drums and shit…I’m recording this in a primitive manner.

So instead, for the few who actually read my stuff and don’t think I’m some lame ass with a blog, I was just going to tell a tale of something that went down exactly 3 years ago.

There is a girl that I had a crush on for quite some time back then. She’s been a friend of mine since high school and such, so obviously one would eventually gain an attraction for the other in the course of the friendship. Well anyways, a month or so before that V-day, I told her former best friend and she helped me with a scheme. The plan was to surprise her on Valentines day, go to her apartment with flying pigs, sunflowers and songs from the guitar.

If I recall, her ex best friend suggested that I play David Ryan Harris’ song “For You”(and if you ever heard the song, the lyrics kind of matched that day in some way). Never even heard of that artist at the time and the song being rather challenging, I thought I wouldn’t get the song down by Valentines Day (especially then, I wasn’t so musically driven back then), but I knew that I wanted to have that shit down by then. So my persistence eventually paid off and I had it down a few days before.

Then comes that day. For some reason I woke up at seven in the morning, nervous and shit like that so then I got ready. I waited for my friend to head over so then we can take that drive down the 605. We stopped at a party store, asked for balloons, drew pigs on it; and then got some sunflowers and then to her apartment. My wing woman goes to her apartment gate and calls her in. She opens the gate and puts a rock at the door so I can go in. I wait in my car for 15 minutes just to keep her guard down so that in hopes she doesn’t expect anything else happening. I get out of my car, walk across the street w/balloons on one hand and a guitar in the other (need I say I almost got hit by a car too? because the balloons were blocking my vision).  Right while I was reaching the gate, the door started to close ( I assume the rock was placed funny and then all this physics happened).

I was like “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!” and my friend texted me to hurry and stuff. But then I was saved by this lady carrying her laundry..she let me into the apartment complex. I then take to what felt as my “this is your moment…don’t fuck up..or fart when you get there” steps to her door. I knocked, she had a surprised look. With the pig balloons I said something in the lines of ” WAH WAH WAH WAH, WAH WAH WAH WAH, WHEN PIGS FLY” (I don’t recall what I said but think of it in the voice of the adults that talk to Charlie Brown) she smiled and we hugged blah blah blah..I played the song she liked it (I think?) and then fast forward, I went back home.

Then months later we went our own ways and moved on. I don’t usually dwell in the past and I try to stir away, it’s just that in that week, it has changed me in a way that has made me better and let alone it’s a good memory I want to keep with a friend. For instance, my desire in wanting to learn that song helped me become a better musician/student. It made me more persistent, practice/studied and achieve my goal. That mentality has gotten me on the Academic Deans List again for the 2nd time!!!!

But nonetheless, this was the last time I’ve done any sort of thing on Valentines Day. And I hate to put this person on blast (cause she is one of the few that read this) but c’mon, you have to admit, it was pretty awesome :D. I’m happy for you budddy!

“WAH WAH WAH, WAH WAH WAH, WHEN PIGS FLY”

LONG STORY SHORT, I’LL HOPEFULLY HAVE THE SONG UP BY NEXT WEEK OR SO.