i feel like such an emo retard lately. it’s pretty stupid. all i have been doing is sleeping and laying around, for the most part.

i’m so screwed. i have failed pretty much every test i’ve taken since this semester started. i also have a paper i’ve hardly worked on, and i have a conference with my teacher on monday. i’m totally lame. school really sucks, because i’m lazy.

i’m also just kind of tired of everything here for some reason, even though it’s about 293874 times better than being at home. i’ve been thinking a lot about home for some reason, and i think it has a lot to do with why i’m feeling so weird lately. i just hate the fact that i absolutely hate going back. i wish i had things to look forward to.

i just want to be in a good mood. everything is just mixed up and i only manage to confuse myself.

mister rogers died. this is saddening news.

last night was so awesome!(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

so at the last minute my room mate cancels on me, telling me she’s not going to the show. so it’s just me, manfriend, and two other guys. at least there was more room in my car.

what was funny, is that my car is a piece of shit, and we weren’t even off campus when it died. but it started back up and made it the rest of the way. that just didn’t give us much hope.

anyway, we got to columbia about an hour before the doors opened and stood outside freezing for a long time. and the boys sold my extra ticket and gave me the money. i made twenty dollars out of going to the show, because my room mate paid for her ticket even though she didn’t go.

the first band was pretty awesome, authority zero. i had never heard their music before, and they were really great on stage. i didn’t really think i was going to die in the mosh pit during their set. but really, i’m not a big fan of crowd surfers landing on my head because i can’t lift them off me, i just get stuck. haha. it was crazy, i was wearing a hat and lost it on the first song.

the starting line was great, but their set was really short and less energetic than the last time i saw them. they were really the whole reason all of us even wanted to go to the show. the mosh pit was crazy when they went on and i could only stay in there for about two and a half songs. at one point, about 10 of us fell down all over eachother, and i was one of them. all these people were pulling at me to get up and i just kept falling, haha. anyway, i got back up to realize that i lost a lens out of my glasses. so i’m stuck wearing my contacts until i get some new glasses.

i got out of there and went up to this little platform thing, where absolutely no one was really moving or singing. i think i annoyed people because i danced and sang and screamed. it was fun.

no use for a name was next, and i saw pieces of their show. we spent a lot of time wandering around during their set, and i got autographs from kenny, matt, and mark from the starting line. it was really cool seeing manfriend so excited about meeting the guys from the band again because he loves them.

i like how i still call him manfriend in this thing.

sum41 is fun, but we didn’t stay for the whole thing. one of the guys i went with had a killer headache, and we had a four hour drive back anyway. what i saw was really cool. i love shows so much.

we got back to school around 4 in the morning, and i’ve hardly slept at all. i took some no doze to stay awake on the drive back. apparently that stuff works for me, and i didn’t even take much.

i’m sure there’s other exciting things to mention about last night. but man, superfun times everything.

i have an extra ticket to the show tonight. i’m so going to give it to a homeless guy or something.

actually i just wish people wouldn’t cancel on me at the last minute. either way though, tonight’s going to be AWESOME.

fucking crazy weekend. good and bad and superfun.

i got a wet floor sign out of the deal.

maybe i’ll go into detail later.

yesterday my friend and i went to geography class, sat down, and then got back up and went to get something to eat instead.

that’s the proper way to skip class, kids.

the last two nights have been the most crappiest ever.

yesterday in biology class, the one i never pay attention in, my teacher said the word molecular. my room mate sits next to me in that class and she looked at me, and we both started laughing. because we were both thinking about conan obrien’s skit when he hosted snl. MOLECULAR MAN.

then i drew a super hero stick figure in my notes.

later my teacher said, “making copies” when she was talking about cloning. but all i could think about was rob schneider and makin’ cooooppiieess.

yeah, i’m in college.

i have a geography test in less than two hours. instead of studying last night i drank beer. because i am disgusting.

and instead of studying now i am listening to sleater-kinney.

last night at this house i always go to, everyone was downstairs except me and my room mate. and there was a big box sitting in the living room. so we got inside it, but we were caught. and pointed and laughed at. good times, though.

so yeah.

it’s been fun times.

manfriend and i didn’t really celebrate valentine’s day much, but who wants to go out to eat or whatever when that’s what everyone else is doing?

he got me some candy and a JOHNNY BRAVO COLORING BOOK! it’s supergreat. we just drank alcoholic beverages with eachother, because we are alcoholics nowadays here at school. we also got very muddy trying to get inside a house, and spent awhile scraping mud off our shoes with butterknives. the night was a special one.

so a week from today i am roadtripping four hours with four other people to columbia. we’re going to the sum41/starting line/no use for a name show. we’re going to take my car and hope that it makes it, and it’ll be fun times. i haven’t been to a show since october, i think.

unless you count saturday, when i went to independence and saw some little local bands play. it was hardly anything, but it was cool. we went to see my room mate’s boyfriend play in his band but it didn’t work out. we did, however, get to see a mini van doing donuts in a parking lot. it was funny, because it was a mini van doing donuts in a parking lot.

i’m tired of classes and all this crazy work i have to do. i’m lazy and just want to hang out and be a bum.

he’s so sad right now and i wish he would talk to me about it.