Dear diary,
Today is another boring day. Yesterday was the concert with Annette and Steven it was actually really good and was really happy. The ritmus was in my soul and in my hands while, played the guitar. I can’t forget about the sadness in sol’s eyes. He male me more nerves and sad at the same time because he plays the guitar so good in the backstate room it make me worry if i can also play so good. But when I start play than all my worrys were gone. Alter the concert I was trying to talk with Sol but my Mom stopot me to congragulate me for my great concert. I feel so sad about him but doday is a new day and l hope I can talk with him in the home. He goes to the guest again it was very special for me it was the first time I felt like this. It was not because my parents were there because they are always there by all my concerts and I think my friends are also not the reason. This time it was special because of Sol. I think he means more for me then I though! Usually don’t care about the people and what they think but by Sol it was different. I wanted that he like how I play and wanted that he is proud of me.
Notes from the Midnight Driver 