Concerts, life, other boring stuff...

So, as many of you know... I went to an Honor Society show last night. It was pretty bitchin. We were next to a stage mom, who knew all the words to every song, which was really creepy. There were a lot of teenies present, which was good for Lexie, Torrey and I because we could actually see over (most) of their heads. We met them, which was pretty cool. Kind of like a hand hug, picture, peace out type deal, but still pretty freaking awesome anyway. (I'm in love with Alexander Noyes, and I'm legal. Holllla) I wanted to give Alex my number, but I didn't remember to write it down prior to actually meeting him. And I didn't have enough time to jot it down once I did. Screw security guards and over-hyped fangirls behind us.
Oh yeah, while waiting outside the venue, these idiotic teenies behind us kept complaining about the wait, "we've been waiting for over an hour! I'm so bored." Shut the hell up and get over it. Waiting is part of life... if you didn't realize. Apparently they hadn't. Later on they were talking to the roadies, and singing happy birthday, and acting extremely childish, and I laughed at them. (you know it's bad when the roadies are laughing at how pathetic you are.)
Anyway, all this made me realize how much I've missed going on tour the past few months. I mean, sure it means I don't have that much money, but it's money I'm willing to pay to see something I love. So, why not? I'd rather be broke and happy than be wealthy and miserable. If that's something you don't agree with, get the fuck outta here. (I kid, i kid)

Also, it's the beginning of October, meaning I need to figure out what I want to be for halloween. I'm thinking Wednesday from the Adam's family, I've been thinking that for a while, I just am not exactly sure what I'd wear that would scream "Hey I'm wednesday, not just some gothic chick with braids in her hair" Maybe I'll carry around a wig and say it's cousin it, maybe they'll get it then.

My mother got her toenail ripped out, and she's been complaining about it hurting. It's pretty gnarly looking, and I can completely understand why... But today she went on a shopping spree. Either it somehow is better, or she's been taking too many pills.

And that's basically all I have to say... I'm going to watch Grey's Anatomy on hulu with my mother so she can get caught up before the show tonight.