kinda the same thing happened to me. for the free olp show in toronto, i got 20th row floors. meanwhile, my ex-bestfriend got 5th row floors. he doesn't even like olp.
and in other news, i got 88% on my calc exam. and 73 on my chem exam, which is good cause i thought i failed. heh, i got 75 on what was supposed to be my easiest exam. damn kinesiology.
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
she has no reason to feel shitty. at least, shitty because of the other person. her father wouldn't let her get tickets, not the other girl.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
Maybe it just adds insult to injury because the girl has a habit of being a real asshole without realizing it. She's kind of... tact-less. And it's not just being honest.
To her, looks are everything. She can't understand why anyone would listen to music by a person who isn't pretty.
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megxyz128 wrote:true fans should get the tickets. not ones who are there for other guys. end of story. it's unfair, but such is life, right? i'd be pissed.
yeah it is better for real fans to get the tickets, but it is not this fake fans fault that the true fan in this scenario did not get tickets. so it is wrong to bitch and degrade the said fake fan.
andrea wrote:Maybe.
Maybe it just adds insult to injury because the girl has a habit of being a real asshole without realizing it. She's kind of... tact-less.
if she doesn't realize it, maybe you should bring it to her attention instead of bitching about her and blaming her for things she isn't even connected to.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
She's in my art class. There's six of us that sit at that table; she's one of them. We're all friends, pretty much. Only I don't like her.
I can't just say "leave", because the other people like her, even though she pisses them off sometimes. And if I shouldn't have to leave, neither should she, even if I can't stand her.
And I can't just ignore her, because that would mean completely excluding myself from all conversation.
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we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
*praying for snow day* because there is no way in hell i can get all my homework done. especially with the cm being here.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
Umm good luck, there won't be a snow day. It has to snow for there to be a snow day. It's not snowing.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Hehe, yes, but when there is freezing rain it's a snow day. Unless you reeallly want to call it a "freezing rain" day.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
It's suppose to freezing rain tomorrow here. I want a freezing rain day. I got an 83% on my Algebra 2 exam (with a 10 point curve), an 86 on my history exam, and a 93 on my english exam. Those are the only ones I've gotten back yet. I'm highly dreading getting back chem
~Cathy~
I don't care for walking downtown
Crazy auto-car gonna mow me down
Look at all the people like cows in a herd
Well I like... BIRDS!