Bad Day Gone Good.
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Been A Son - Nirvana
I didn't sleep well last night and when my dad came to wake me up I shot straight up and couldn't open my eyes. Inside I was begging anything merciful in my father to let me stay home without my asking, but no. I went to church in my white skirt and pink cardigan and sat there. Shelly forgot to set her alarm clock so she didn't come, I was bored, dead and lonely.

I went to a show last night. Dad's boss cancelled on us, which worked in my favor because HECK YEAH I went to a show. I don't remember ANY of the band's names except GangaTron (spelling?). They were horrible and I couldn't listen to them. Oh god, they were so annoying. Anyways, I stood at the side of the stage directly beside the speaker and below the keyboardist of the last band. Something flew off the keyboardist's hand and hit the side of my face. I thought it was the guy behind me.

*yelling due to lack of hearing
Me: DUDE! DID YOU JUST HIT ME!?
Him: WHATT?!
Me: DID YOU HIT MY FACE?!
Him: NO!! SOMETHING CAME OFF THE DUDES HAND!
Me: SORRY!!
Him: NO! I'M SORRY!
He had a candy wrapper in his beard.

Another group of people were sitting a little outside the crowd and the guy looked over:

Again yelling
Dude 1: DUDE, LET'S GO BACK TO MY MOM'S HOUSE AND SMOKE A BOWL.
Dude 2: YEAH DUDE.
DUDE 3 & 4: *nods*

Haha, back to their mom's house. They had to be in their 20's. Anyways, the last band was rad but I had to leave and they only were finished with half of their first song. They didn't have their base drum and that sucked. We started chanting "Base drum! Base drum!" I don't know how they resolved it but when I left no one was letting them borrow their base drum. The little fluffers.

Two minutes before we left Wes and David showed up. I haven't seen Wes in forever so I gave him a big hug but my parents called me right then and I had to leave. I hate it when a lot happens at once... like, the overwhelming sensations of my phone in my pocket as well as saying "hi" to wes and david and then trying to get Shelly off of David so my parents do not get mad that we took forever.

Anyways, back to today.

I took my nap and I get a phone call, right? It's Kelsey, "Beth we're going to stop over, okay?" "okay." I get off the phone and start to SUPERCLEAN! I've never cleaned so fast in my life... I freakin' broke a sweat. So Kelsey and Halie brought their dog, Gus, and hung out for a while. We drank coffee and ate cookies and laughed and talked and laughed, laughed, laughed and talked. What else?

Ugh, I have to go help my parents take my sisters stuff over to the storage unit. I love how they always ask me to go places when I start to do the wash and I have NO CLOTHES to wear out. Oh well... so I'm wearing these really long, tight, worn out Levi's that I usually work in. Disgusting. Meh... that's what it is all about, right?

Back to school tomorrow. Oi.

Ich liebe dich.
BETH