Sad/angry/pathetic.

I feel a little silly. I'm trying as hard as I can to get some fucking Jonas Brothers tickets, and it hasn't worked out yet. I'm honsetly doing everything in my power. I called my father, I called my mother, I called my potential employer. I put all my texts books up on three sepertate webistes in hopes that they sell. I printed off 20 resumes to hand out on Sunday, and my sister and I are going to go fucking door to door to ask if they need any yard works done just to make the goddamn cash. None of it has worked out for us yet, and I immediately burst into a fit of tears. I feel silly. I'm going to be 19 years old soon and I cried over the Jonas Brothers. I feel stupidly silly. (FYI I'm SUPPOSED to feel 'Upset' not 'Useless') UPDATE By some divine stroke of luck, the concert's status changed from 'Sold out' to 'Not Sold out.' I am exstatic.
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