| i must be sleeping... | ||
|
|
||
|
Navigate:
older Cool Kids: death452sicklystar kurtgrunge85 riotgirl05 chubbychic unrockstar automouse asimplemess boomsticular eternalBrew bundleofemo oursecrets Self-injury1 pyrofiend popcorniscorn wishfulthinkin ViolentK MsMisery
|
5:44 p.m. so, Tuesday was pretty cool. i saw the +44 and the Matches play. the Matches were really bad. like, i didn't like ANY of their songs. they played a pretty short set and were off the stage pretty quick. the singer tried to get everyone into them by saying, "come on San Francisco let me see your gangsta." or something close to that. what is with white people trying to cash in on everything black? its a bad idea whitey. its a bad idea. finally +44 came on. they opened with "When your heart stops beating." it was pretty cool. Travis was amazing. he played and drank gatorade... then lit one up and smoked while playing. they sounded really good live. i was really impressed. before all that though, i got chipotlle for myself and Jason and we ate it at Scandia, since we were gonna meet up in the area anyway. so, Jason got to meet Sarah. it was cool but we were running late... or so we thought. we ended up getting their at like 7:40ish. it took Jason a short 38 minutes to drive to San Francisco from Safeway. after the show, on the way back, we sang along to Taking Back Sunday. i think we did a good job. then we went to Safeway and i got some flowers. i thought i'd be cool and leave them on Sarah's car along with a note. she sent me a message when she did finally get off work, and we met up at her house. totally cool stuff. today was alright. i got up and went to Nadia's concert/recital deal. she did a good job. i was surprised. her friend Dasha sucks on the drums though. her friend Jacob is pretty good. okay... i'm bored off my ass now. so i'm gonna go walk around the marina. maybe go to the comic store. we'll see though.
![]() powered by SignMyGuestbook.com
|
About Me: College student. Male. 22 years old. Single. "This time I'll get it right. Last Five Entries:
stressing like woah. - 2007-02-12
I remember marching Like a one man army Through the blaze I remember coughing I believe in something I don't wanna remember falling For their lies |