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On Monday the 21st of June. Coldplay concert. Be there.
So, the concert today was pretty good. Except I didn't know, um, 7 out of 7 of the songs very well. Two of which I know very little of still, two of which I didn't know the actions for until today, and one of which I was completely clueless of until today. Good ol' times. And then there was the whole see-through pants/see-through shirt issue. I mean, if you can see through your pants from a foot away, what are the chances you wont be able to see through them under many lights and in front of hundreds of people? Yeh, not much chance there. And then the shirt of see-throughity. Haha, good times. I so enjoy making a fool of myself on stage.
Ok, so, the feeling from the dream has not gone away yet and it seems also to be increasing with time. Balogna it all is. That's a fancy word for crap, which is a fancy word for $h!+. Yeh, that's the closest to profanity I'm going today. And hopefully forever cuz I plan to stay unprofane. Because I'm a stupid goody-goody who stands up for what she believes in, or at least tries to and mostly fails miserably. I'm a stupid failure of a human being. Goodbye.