Blink concert yesterday.. was tres fucking great. Kind of pissed me off though, because people were handing out tickets for free if they couldn't sell them. The tickets were for seats rows closer to the front too, and i payed 42 fucking bucks for my ticket. i really wanted to steal one of the concert shirts, would have been shitlessly easy, but whitneys dad was with us and what little morale i have got in the way. tom's annoying. he uses the word fuck too much. I realize this is complete hypocritical irony, but when i use it, it at least fits into the context- me- i fucking hate him. i payed 42 fucking dollars. tom, on the other hand- i'm fucking going to play i miss you. i fucking know what song we're going to do next. track meet today. i did bad. the girl behind me started fucking with my head and told me she was really slow, so i figured i would do okay. Then she full out sprinted and lapped me. Jerk. i finally watched texas chainsaw massacre today, kind of shocked my mom because since I've already read abotu the serial killer, i knew almost every gross part of the movie from memory. so yeah. i am just waiting here for dr. dickmark my principal to call my house anyday.. woohoo. read the last entry for further details if you really care that much about my life.