I've spent the whole weekend feeling utterly disgusting and depressed and getting terrible dreams again. And then mildly happier for the small amounts of time my computer is on, in between the awfulness of its frequent crashing. I'm going to kill someone if I don't get my laptop tomorrow.
Listening to My Chemical Romance and All Time Low on repeat all weekend. Because I can.
Guys oh my god I'm so torn. It just occured to me if I go to Cobra Starship in May, WHAT IF MY CHEM/ALL TIME LOW/FOREVER THE SICKEST KIDS/ETC. ANNOUNCE A TOUR AFTER THAT CONCERT? AND THEN MY MUM WILL BE ALL "BUUUT YOU JUST WENT TO THAT OTHER ONE IN MAY. YOU CAN'T GO TO ANOTHER ONE !" JLAHDSFJKDFLJKASHADJKGHETRGUIERN I'M SO PANICKED.
Okay done. I'm going to turn on my giraffe lamp and attempt to read the horror that is Joel and Kat Set the Story Straight.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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