And breathe in deep let it out slow...
2 More days until Green Day and Sugarcult...that's gonna be some sweet stuff. Senses Fail was fucking amazing... but I think that Taking Back Sunday on November 18th will be, by far, the best. Since I heard that Green Day is only playing their new stuff. The new CD is good and all, but their old stuff is so much better. Trust in that, haha. I really want to go to The Used, but I highly doubt my mom will fly with that. Especially since I'm fucking past broke. Oops.
So today was the first day of Fang Fest. I love dressing up, I mean it's out of the norm and fun. But Fang Fest itself just doesn't seem the same anymore. And homecoming is this weekend but again, I just don't feel like going. It's just not as appealing as it used to be, I'm no so sure why yet though. Other plans sound much more exciting **cough cough**. My lips are sealed...
Shit, I was going to work out today. I really should have. Well screw that, didn't get done. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm going to turn fat without cheerleading, haha. But until then, I'll make my own work.
This no job thing blows. I'm destined to find one, no matter what it takes. I will... by the end of this week... I'll be like... "piece of caaaake." And BAM! Next week will roll around and I'll have a job. Riiiight Whitney, keep telling yourself. Hey, I can dream, right?
Saturday--Six Flags. I'm psyched. And so is Amanda, Cheri, and Steph. I'm just not quite sure on how it'll work, I mean, me not have a car and all. That may cause a slight problem...slight.
So what's everyone up to for Halloween? I'm thinking, eat candy, watch scary movies, scare the shit out of kids at the door. Haha. But my house has no kids at the door because 1. I live in the middle of freakin' nowhere. and 2. Everyonen goes to the center. Those lazy asses...haha.
One last thought before this entry because ridiculously overwhelming... Sunday...concert... Senses Fail: Wow. That was fucking awesome. I had never heard of Madison, they were pretty good. But as for Name Taken, Silverstein, and Senses Fail... niiiiice. It was pretty damn sweet. I moshed a bit.. not intentionally, but I did nonetheless. Met a man named Tim... tiny Tim I prefer to call him. Long story...yeah Steph, you remember. And I've never been so willing to drink Community water..haha. Then again, I've done worse as far as eating things off the ground **cough cough, NYC, cough cough, Boston**. But I won't go there.
Okay this ends.... now.
<3Whitney XoXo
Or more like....n o w.
So today was the first day of Fang Fest. I love dressing up, I mean it's out of the norm and fun. But Fang Fest itself just doesn't seem the same anymore. And homecoming is this weekend but again, I just don't feel like going. It's just not as appealing as it used to be, I'm no so sure why yet though. Other plans sound much more exciting **cough cough**. My lips are sealed...
Shit, I was going to work out today. I really should have. Well screw that, didn't get done. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm going to turn fat without cheerleading, haha. But until then, I'll make my own work.
This no job thing blows. I'm destined to find one, no matter what it takes. I will... by the end of this week... I'll be like... "piece of caaaake." And BAM! Next week will roll around and I'll have a job. Riiiight Whitney, keep telling yourself. Hey, I can dream, right?
Saturday--Six Flags. I'm psyched. And so is Amanda, Cheri, and Steph. I'm just not quite sure on how it'll work, I mean, me not have a car and all. That may cause a slight problem...slight.
So what's everyone up to for Halloween? I'm thinking, eat candy, watch scary movies, scare the shit out of kids at the door. Haha. But my house has no kids at the door because 1. I live in the middle of freakin' nowhere. and 2. Everyonen goes to the center. Those lazy asses...haha.
One last thought before this entry because ridiculously overwhelming... Sunday...concert... Senses Fail: Wow. That was fucking awesome. I had never heard of Madison, they were pretty good. But as for Name Taken, Silverstein, and Senses Fail... niiiiice. It was pretty damn sweet. I moshed a bit.. not intentionally, but I did nonetheless. Met a man named Tim... tiny Tim I prefer to call him. Long story...yeah Steph, you remember. And I've never been so willing to drink Community water..haha. Then again, I've done worse as far as eating things off the ground **cough cough, NYC, cough cough, Boston**. But I won't go there.
Okay this ends.... now.
<3Whitney XoXo
Or more like....n o w.