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Picture this: September 19th 2012, homecoming week at school, a bus full of sweaty and tired cross country runners pulls up outside just a boys volleyball game starts up inside, and two teenage girls get off discussing a musician that had been at the school earlier in the day when they look at one of the painted doors of the school and see that he's playing at the Reif in half an hour. That's how I stumbled upon Jacob Fannin. Truth be told, I didn't want to go, but my best friend Bailey did. Why did I not want to see him? Simple, I was mad that he hadn't been there to see the marching band. Yes, it's stupid, but when Gundy told us at practice that morning (this year we offered marching band as a class, this way we could practice every morning in edition to our regular practice) that we'd have some musician here who'd watch our show, and play some music for us. But I went, because Bailey had heard him during choir and her and Autumn loved him, and I didn't feel like going home. I sure changed my mind about him once I heard him sing, plus I found him attractive ;). 
Ever since then we have been infatuated with him. His voice is amazing, and the best part is that it's his natural voice. He doesn't edit it or anything like most "stars" these days. His songs mean something, there not about getting laid, drinking, drugs, or anything of the sort. They're about life, love and not letting things get you down or keep you down. At least  that's how I interpret them, maybe you interpret them differently. That's the beautiful thing about music, not everyone who listens to it will have the same opinion about it. Music effects everyone differently. For example: his song Bullet Proof has, at times, made me cry, and my friends haven't (well, as far as I know).Another reason I like him is that he loves what he does. How can you not like, if not respect, someone who pursues their dreams?
It turns out that it was his birthday when he came. We wished him a happy birthday. Me and Bailey went up and talked to him after wards and it was so funny, because I introduced her as my ginger best friend Bailey, and she introduced me as her black best friend Julianna. We're riot us two!
I'm currently planning out a thing for this summer where he comes and does a house concert for us. See, it started with me sending him a message to see if he's be able to come back again, and he told me he'd only be able to if he it was for the school again or a house concert. I inquired about a concert and I've been discussing it with my friends. I think we're doing it, though I told him I couldn't give him a definite answer until  Sunday (tomorrow). At this point even I don't know if it's a go, I'm waiting for everyone to get back to me on whether or not they really are in. So I guess we'll find out tomorrow!
One of the front doors of our school.
September 19, 2012

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