So I didn't get in.
Which really hurts at the moment.
I'm an alternate, which is bittersweet because it means I'm good. But not good enough.
Oh well. I should get the frick over it.
I know that there must be bigger and better plans for my summer.
Or so I keep hearing.
But for reals, I'm grateful for being called back and cast as alternate, I'm just frustrated.
I wonder what I will do this summer...
*Camp?
*Concerts? warped... ignite chicago... this providence.... jason mraz... pitchfork... taste...
*Double Decker?
*Into the woods?
*Memphis?
*Six flags?
*Shows?
*ERICA?.... She's intown... will I ever get to see her?
I sure hope I have a fun time... I just don't know what to do.
I've always hated being left out, I handled it so badly. When I was younger I would conform, and now I just go into my shell and get upset. I definitely don't want either of those to happen.
Only time will tell, my fine freckled friend.
OH, when I was at the movies today with Matt the guy working the register had the nicest freckles. I think they're cute on everyone but me.
UP was so so good. It was sad but so great, pixar has a handle on my soul.
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