Life of a DJ

Hayo, Diary!

I think it's time to get back to reporting my day to you, not telling you my weird thoughts about... well, everything. Though I actually hate myself for having them, it's somehow important to me to share them with somepony from time to time. Or, with somebook. They sometimes feel like mind cancer. Whatever, I wanted to talk about my day, and I'll do it now!

Today was a good day. I woke up with Octy by my side, she must have snucked into my bed at night sometime without me noticing it. We cuddled a bit before getting up, but of course we couldn't stay in bed the entire day. Well, I could, but Octy wanted to get up after about half an hour, so I accompanied her to the kitchen were we made breakfast. Nothing special, just a little salad. After we ate it, we went out for a walk in the morning sun. It was overwhelming, I usually don't get out there this early, and it was great, hearing all the singing birds and so on. Nature stuff, you know. It kinda surprised me to hear any birds at all, but this winter isn't a real winter, it's still quite warm and it didn't even snow yet, and it probably won't either. Don't know what these pegasi do all day, usually they bring us loads of snow clouds as soon as the last leafs fall off the trees. But anyway, the time outside with Octy was awesome. It was nice to have some time just for us two, though we were outside, nopony bothered us with anything. I mean, if we had met some of our friends, I wouldn't be mad about it, but spending time alone with Octy outside is a nice thing to do. Though she still is a bit careful about her behavior in public, she seems to get a bit more relaxed every time we're out. I think she'll even soon be ready to talk about our relationship to others, maybe not her parents, but every step she takes into this direction is good, and I feel better the more open she deals with this topic. After all, I'm the first mare who gets her to not hide everything from strangers! I'm a bit proud of that, yeah.

After we got back home again, she wanted to practice a bit with her cello, and as I hadn't had to do anything, I followed her into the living room and listened to her. She's totally awesome. It's like there is another mare, every time she plays her cello. Though she isn't the loud type, she manages to get even calmer when she starts playing. She's totally chilled, quite and more concentrated than I could ever be. And the expression on her face! It's not her usual nice, friendly and happy face, mostly half smiling, no matter what's going on, she has this extremely serious expression I only know from Princess Celestia when she's dealing with some serious business, for example when she caught me in the forest just before we attacked the bunker. Okay, maybe not this extremely serious. But still pretty motionless. Almost like carved into stone. Anyway, no matter how she looks while playing, her music is overwhelming. And if even I say that about music like hers, it means it really is awesome. You know, I'm usually not the biggest fan of classical music, but we already talked about that. But her music is more than just the lame norm, it's special. She manages to bring a side into the songs I never expected in them. Man I could talk about this for hours! Of course, wubs are still more awesome, but I start to really like what she makes. I just don't know if I really enjoy the music, or if I just love to watch her playing it, seeing how happy she is every time she gets to play for me. I think, somehow my applause means a lot more to her than the applause she normally gets after a concert. That may sound a bit overpraised, but I think it's really this way. In a concert, she plays for the crowd, she plays to earn money. But here, at home, she plays for fun, she plays for me, and seeing me cheering for her and soaking up every sound she makes, hearing my compliments and just making me happy with her music, 'cause that's after all what she does, is way more than just practicing for a concert, it's like she gives a personal concert, just for me. And I know that she puts way more effort into these personal concerts than into the usual ones. I can see it, and of course I can hear it. That doesn't means she makes mistakes or something like that when she plays in front of a bigger crowd, she still is a perfect artist, but when we're alone it feels so much more intense, so much more lovely... and it's just for me. Nopony is there to hear the awesomeness coming out of her instrument, just little Vinyl. And you know what? Little Vinyl couldn't ask for more.

After she finished practicing we actually didn't do anything special the whole day. Just lunch and dinner, hanging out in front of the TV and getting to bed quite early where we're right now. Of course we didn't want to sleep right away. We're in a relationship, after all.

We should get out and look for a hobby. Seeing my whole day written down seems a bit lame to me, I mean what did we actually do today? But looking for a hobby sounds hard... maybe we'll do it tomorrow. Now I have to get off this book, I'm sorry, but there is this beautiful mare next to me who deserves all of my attention.

Cya!