Last Night

Wow, so far this weekend just blows. I'm not stoked at all about anything. I failed a fucking driving test. I got drunk. I loved the bands. I fought with people though. I went home crying on Cassondra and saying sorry to Marcus. Eventful, huh? I barely ever cry, by the way. Let alone in public. Then, at 5am, I had a conversation through text and that sucked too. Saying sorry doesn't fix a lot when you repeat your behavior all the time and treat me like shit. Oh well.

Tonight is the Babyland show. I'm stoked about that one because Absence is playing! Absence is a badass band. They played at the December Bastards show. They're sick. You should go. It's at Gilman tonight.

Heads of meeting today. When will the club treat me like a co-head of booking? Maybe today. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe never. Oh well.

I'm giving up on a lot right now. It's best to leave me be.