Got Me In A Mess Of Trouble Again. . .
This entry will probably be pretty damn pointless, so be forewarned.
Lindsay and I decided that I will come back to Michigan for two weeks during summer celebration. I don't have the exact dates set yet, but I know it's either June 29,30 or July 1 through July 13,14, or 15. I want to do as much summery stuff as possible. I'm talking house parties, bonfires, fireworks, beach etc. etc. . . So everyone start planning now! lol. Plus Lindsay and I are going to see Gavin DeGraw at summer celebration, and Crossfade/ Seether because the world owes me a(nother) Seether show after the July Ohio bullshit disaster.
Speaking of, the X-fest was fuggin' awesome.
kicked so much ass. The guy from
contorted about on stage in such a sexy way, I was mesmerized. I love guys with stage presence. Midget boy from
was funny, until he got annoying. No Address (a local band, I believe) pretty much sucked. And
pretty much gave the same performance they gave at Summer Celebration two summers ago (Which, is a good thing because I loved 3 Doors Down so much after that show). Except this time they had
. And apparantly if you're in a punkish rock band the cool thing to say in between every other word is muthafucker.
Last night was the most god awful night ever. Well, except for the aforementioned Ohio disaster, that one year later is just starting to become funny. But, here's a brief rundown of last nights events
- Wildboyz: Season 2 marathon (which was not as funny as it used to be)
- Got a phone call at 3 in the morning from a certain Cher-loving friend after falling asleep at about 1
- Picked up this aforementioned friend at a bar 30 minutes away from my house (which technically isn't that far)
- Got involved in drama that I didn't ask for
- Got some poor cop involved in some drunken argument
- Got home at 4:30, tossed and turned all night, and still didn't get the gas money that was promised to me.
I was so cranky when I worked out this morning. I think it's time to get back on my happy pills.
But, the part that really pisses me off is that noone's called me all day today. After the hell they put me through last night, the least they can do is call me to let me know how it all turned out, since I left right before the cop showed up.
Plus, I know they are both going to act like nothing happened, and therefore I suffered in vain. People can be so damn selfish. Deal with your problems like adults, and don't fucking drag your friends who have nothing to do with it into the middle. Argh! ;0
Lindsay and I decided that I will come back to Michigan for two weeks during summer celebration. I don't have the exact dates set yet, but I know it's either June 29,30 or July 1 through July 13,14, or 15. I want to do as much summery stuff as possible. I'm talking house parties, bonfires, fireworks, beach etc. etc. . . So everyone start planning now! lol. Plus Lindsay and I are going to see Gavin DeGraw at summer celebration, and Crossfade/ Seether because the world owes me a(nother) Seether show after the July Ohio bullshit disaster.
Speaking of, the X-fest was fuggin' awesome.
kicked so much ass. The guy from
contorted about on stage in such a sexy way, I was mesmerized. I love guys with stage presence. Midget boy from
was funny, until he got annoying. No Address (a local band, I believe) pretty much sucked. And
pretty much gave the same performance they gave at Summer Celebration two summers ago (Which, is a good thing because I loved 3 Doors Down so much after that show). Except this time they had
. And apparantly if you're in a punkish rock band the cool thing to say in between every other word is muthafucker.
Last night was the most god awful night ever. Well, except for the aforementioned Ohio disaster, that one year later is just starting to become funny. But, here's a brief rundown of last nights events
- Wildboyz: Season 2 marathon (which was not as funny as it used to be)
- Got a phone call at 3 in the morning from a certain Cher-loving friend after falling asleep at about 1
- Picked up this aforementioned friend at a bar 30 minutes away from my house (which technically isn't that far)
- Got involved in drama that I didn't ask for
- Got some poor cop involved in some drunken argument
- Got home at 4:30, tossed and turned all night, and still didn't get the gas money that was promised to me.
I was so cranky when I worked out this morning. I think it's time to get back on my happy pills.
But, the part that really pisses me off is that noone's called me all day today. After the hell they put me through last night, the least they can do is call me to let me know how it all turned out, since I left right before the cop showed up.
Plus, I know they are both going to act like nothing happened, and therefore I suffered in vain. People can be so damn selfish. Deal with your problems like adults, and don't fucking drag your friends who have nothing to do with it into the middle. Argh! ;0