On the road to life...

..there are passengers, and there are drivers.

Last night, I was a passenger.

Elizabeth and I went to the Back to School Punkfest. It was really amazing, quite fun- there was one band in particular we enjoyed, "How About No". We bought there CD and had it autographed by all three (whoo-hoo) band members. It's awesome- the CD had ghosts on it. It's v. cool and exciting, as it always is when you find new bands.

Particularly cute ones, whos members end up standing next to you while you're watching other bands. :-D ::happy:: And I didn't hate the mosh pit that made me bump into him. Didn't hate it at all.

But today, I was a driver. I went to Painesville to visit el Corey. (I don't know why I called him that) anyhooooo it was fun, we hung out and stuff, went to his friend Joe's hosue, it was fun. I dragged Elizabeth with me because I'm still sick, and I didn;t think I'd make a trip home. I probably wouldn't have if she weren't there to keep me awake. Anyway, I'm supposed to go back Monday, but I'm not sure how thats working out, because my parents are all like, "You're never home", and of course, I'm not telling them where I'm going, so I may not be able to get away. Which would suck. But we'll see.

And tonight I shall be the passenger again. Caitlin called. I'm going to the Corr's concert.

What's my problem? Well, she's uber-excited for it, and it is a concert, it can't be horrible, and my parents are letting me out, which originally wasn't supposed to happen. so yay!

Anyway, life's interesting, isn't it?

I sure do think so.

yo ho
yo ho
a (mildly interested) pirate's life for
~me