Who ever said life made sense?

See, here's the problem.
I got tickets to see fall out boy this fall in their The Young And Wild Things tour with Gymn class heroes, plain white t's and cute is what we aim for. Well I got OCK pre sale pre sale tickets, and the only ones they would let you get were general admission tickets. Aka mosh pit. I woudln't be worried, infact I would be quite excited, if it wasn't for the friend I was bringing. She's 5 feet, if that, and weighs about 75 pounds. I know its not very good to be worried, but I can't help it. I keep on picturing her getting hurt or getting a broken bone or so on and so forth. And it terrifies me that that might happen to my best friend for 11 years. I know she won't turn dodwn a chance to see fall out boy because of this, because earlier at their concert in june her schedule inflicted, (her grandparent's anniversary surprise party) and she couldn't go. WHEN WE HAD SEATS. Life hates me, doesn't it? I'll just have to have her take a bunch of safety precautions and everything. Just to make sure nothing bad happens. Oh god I'm scared.. thank god I have until november to get over my fear!

I've noticed recently a pattern in Stephenie Meyer's works.

Unlike the author who puts the big event in the middle, she always leaves it for the end. Most books, the beginning is boring as fuck, the middle is interesting, and then the end is boring and sappy. But no t with her. The beginning is anything but boring, the middle is the same, and then the end.. BAM! She hits you with the climax. But, that's just another reason why she's so awesome..

Well, I'm off to week-long camp tomorrow
So of course you won't hear from me until saturday.

This means i'll be missing my dad's birthday on Monday and the release of the new book in my favorite series ever on Tuesday. But it's supposed to be in the 70's which will be nice considering I'll be outside all day. But still, I won't be able to straighten my hair. But I'm getting used to the curlyness. Less than 100 dollars is needed for hte new pete wentz squire bass, and I feel like I'll actually get it before I go back to school! ^.^

My friend just informed me that her dad ordered a new mac for her. She uses a pc, and i've been taunting her about how crappy they are for like.. 5 years now?

Alicia(8:58:24 PM): oooh and guess what elseee
Me (8:59:08 PM): what?
Alicia (8:59:24 PM): i told my dad i NEEDED a new computer, which i do, aaand he ordered...a mac!
Me (8:59:36 PM): SERIOUSLY?!
Me (8:59:40 PM): awesome!!
Alicia (8:59:49 PM): shaw homezzzzz !

Alls well that ends well. although I'm going to have to sing to recieve the package containing my book at camp.. :x

But that's why I love him. =3
I just got back from seeing the new harry potter movie with my sister. There's something about watching Daniel Radcliffe attempt to act and just be really, really angsty that lifts the spirits. The entire movie I wanted to Crack up, cheer, scream, mock some of the people, but I couldn't because i was in a damn theatre surrounded by people who also wanted to see it 3 weeks after it came out. -_- damn them.
So afterwards I had a huge urge to talk in a british accent, but I surpressed it for fear of my sister being relaly pissed off and not being very safe on our drive home. So the entire ride home my thoughts were Daniel's voice, and I found it amusing where my sister couldn't see why I would crack up laughing. Its like Daniel had taken over my subconcious or something. He and Jaden were having a brawl... some of their insults caused me to go into laughing fits.

I belong in a strait jacket.

Title says it all.
Going undercover as an obsessed-with-fashion teenage girl for story purposes is one of the heardest things I have ever done. At times it can be amusing, but at other times its just hard as hell work. I mean, it's like I'm surpressing everything I am. And now they've started this contest to see who has the cutest outfit each day. Pssht like I can really tell them I'm wearing black pants with a home-made black believe t-shirt. I have to make up this outfit that I would never be caught dead in so that they don't kick me out of the guild. Because that would totally blow everything and I wouldn't be able to continue research for my story anylonger. I know it sounds kind of sick, but it's just the way things are. I'm sick of writing about vampire and rockstar guys, which is pretty much all I know at this point. I want another perspective.
Oh the things I will do for a good story to write..