Go away

Mia has told me that she's going to go away, and that I will sleep. This shouldn't really worry me, because I don't really believe she's right. But the thing is, it has happened before. And that time I slept a long, long time. By the time I woke up again, half of my friends had taken me off their friends lists, and I think I may have been very close to being discontinued for lack of friends. They do that, you know. That has happened to avatars that I knew. They were discontinued, or cancelled, or deleted, whatever you like, and were never seen again. I don't want that to happen to me.

I don't know why Mia is going, or where. I asked her, and she just said "to hell" and was just all blank in her heart. At least I couldn't feel what she really meant. She doesn't want me to know where she goes? Yes, she keeps going away. Over and over again. And never tells me where she's been. Once she said she had been in prison, but that was a lie. She went for a holiday. So probably she's not going to Hell now. Not that it matters, there's a lot of avatars called Hell, and I wouldn't know which one she meant, anyhow.

I met a new friend not long ago. A nice guy, who seemed glad to have me for a friend. Now he'll probably see that I'm always sleeping, and unfriend me. I hate that.

Playing

"dear diary,

well, it has happened now. black sheep came, said 'i'll be your shepherd', and then led the guys astray. they are now 'fuck the sheep' and play with, using serval's words, devils singing and many guitars playing at the same time. black sheep, who now calls himself peehs kcalb, is in for a healthy share of blood pressure, because like i've said before, the guys can't play the guitar. oh, he'll get them there, no doubt. they'll follow him anywhere. now their falsettos will be just right, too, and singing the lyrics of their new leader, they will belong to the strong ones, the winning ones. those who won't take any crap or ever admit having ever done so.

running sheep didn't join them, though. he stayed with me. he said that he didn't fancy being seen with guys that bend their knees when playing. so we are now 'the new sheep people'. i'm still 'pretty sheep', but he asked to change his name, because he wanted to appear rebellious, which he said a running sheep isn't really. so he's now officially 'cow sheep'. he's on keyboards. i'm on vocals. the computer is on all the rest, like stuff that has to be played fast or precisely. the computer has no name, though. the three of us will play together again tomorrow.

mia"

Stage

Now when it seems like Mia won't be performing, at least not in a while, I went to try a stage to see what it is like. I liked it. I can see why she wants to.



I can't play any instrument, and I have no voice, like some other avatars have, so I can't sing. But I could certainly be a dancer. I do dance well. And I wouldn't do sheep dances.

Lyrics

"dear diary,

i finished the lyrics for this special song. and i sang it. and the guys liked it. the sound of it. then they read the words, without really understanding. so i had to explain to them, and they stared at me, and then they didn't want to play any more. not with me, at least.

i think black sheep wants a few of the guys for a band of his own. they'll be happy with that, because he's cool. i'm not, any more.

i'll stick to being serious. who ever thought lyrics are for being cool?

mia"

Repainting

Now, after listening to my diary, they say that the devil made me bounce. They told me to repaint. So I ripped my jeans, and went to listen to very many guitars playing at the same time, hoping that I will be forgiven and eventually welcome back in my old club.

Bad

I went to this place where I haven't been much before. If at all. A club that has music and dancing, like the sanctuary. Only it's a different music, not as noisy. More bouncy. And with fewer devils singing. (FYI, a devil is the opposite to the super-human that controls the super-avatars, the humans, that are said to control us avatars. That's what I have been told. With no further comments. So, as far as I understand, that means that a devil is un-controlling humans, or being controlled by humans. The latter would mean it's an avatar. I can't say which. I have seen that there are ever so many avatars called Devil, but avatars normally don't make those strange sounds together with music that I was referring to. On the other hand, I haven't met anyone called Devil, so they may very well be doing the sounds. That may be it. I don't think that humans seem very uncontrolled, allegedly spending most of their time watching us avatars doing very much like nothing. So I don't think a devil has made them uncontrolled.)

So I listened to these un-devilish songs, which I think is like the kind of music Mia was speaking about, the one she didn't dare admitting she was listening to a lot. So Mia would maybe like this new club. And if killing hens and stealing rum can be said to be bad, then it might be the very right club for her. Bad girls club. Not that the girls there seemed very bad, doing nothing but dance, really. But that's like Mia, I think. She's not really very bad. She just kills the odd hen. And she talks a lot about sheep, although she pretends not to be interested in them. I certainly am not.

I didn't dance very much, as I wanted to catch the mystery rules of this new club, not to make too many mistakes and not to lose too many new friends being stupid, should I make some there. Sitting in a (very huge and cosy) sofa, watching and listening, and bouncing too in my head, I all of a sudden got money from a guy. It took me some time to understand (after looking around everywhere, expecting to find some grouper guy expecting me to like him a lot for giving it to me) that this was job money. Like when I used to work dancing the pad, a very long time ago. Only, now I didn't have to do anything. I didn't even have to dance. I just sat there having a nice time, and got money for it one two three times, and yet another finger.

So I may be going there again. Not for the money, because my linden counter is mostly full. I can buy things whenever I like now. But I like the idea of being paid for doing nothing. And I like hearing bouncing, too, not only the devils.