I decided to start writing in this LiveJournal again because I've had it for so long. I didn't like the other one because it was too..I don't know. I just didn't like it. So I'm back on this one, and it's crazy. I've had this since I was a freshman. So many retarded memories rest here..how could I not come back? Anyways..
I saw The Aquabats for the fourth time in not even a year last night, and it was like any other show. I don't go to shows expecting something out of the band, I go to dress up, see people, listen to the bands, and of course, dance. Although there will be the occasional group of morons with shit ass mohawks and NOFX patches all over their clothes who like to start gay ass mosh pits, it's still fun. So yes, I dressed up like a member of the 188.8.131.52's, and I guess people thought I was somebody important, or something..it was pretty odd. One guy asked if he could take a picture of my hair because his friend wanted my haircut but was too afraid to talk to me. Another guy who was dressed up like an Aquabat, and also extremely drunk and about 35 years old, asked to get a picture with me. And after the show, another guy came up to me and was like "Is that your real hair?? Me and my friends were talking about it..it looks great!". Isn't that crazy? After all that, I went to buy a Phenomenauts hoodie, and they didn't even bother looking for a size small. They were like "Oh, here's a size 10-12 FOR KIDS, try it on!". So I did knowing it wasn't going to fit, but I was hella sweaty and wearing a tank top dress, so I figured I'd just leave them with a sweaty jacket because they're douchebags. P'wnage.
Today Kirsten and myself washed my dad's car, and made cake. It tastes like shit, but that's fine. I'm so sick and stuffy. This effing sucks. Uhh..Alkaline Trio is going to be here in July, and I really want to go but no one to go with. I wish I had my freaking license. I passed the test like 2 weeks ago, now I have to wait until August. It's so tempting, but time should go by pretty fast. There's so much going on in July it's insane. Me and Kirsten get to go to Californ-i-a, and we get our own hotel room...you know what that means..random room service and Pokemon Snap. We're going to go thrift store hunting and ect ect. It'll be good, and when we get back, it'll be like a week from my birthday. And then I get my car, license, and then get to see Gravy Train!!!!. 23 skidoo!
I wrote so much, wowwww. I'm out.