Best. Concert. EVER.

I know I’m a few days late posting about the Green Day concert, but it was awesome.  Franz Ferdinand opened, and they were loud and pretty good.  After Franz, a drunk bunny came on stage, and I’m pretty sure it was Billie Joe.  Then, we heard “Song of The Century” and the beginning of “21st Century Breakdown” as Green Day came onstage.  I wore my new black and purple dress and I’ve never rocked out at a concert like I did that night.   I was kind of familiar with the things they do live, like how Billie does a call-and-return “Heeeey-Oh.”  They played a lot of my favorite songs, and even a couple that I didn’t know. 

There’s a few videos on YouTube of the show.  Here’s one of the final song:

During “Longview” They brought up two people to sing.  The girl that went up first did awesome and really rocked out, and the guy after her was pretty good, too.  But when the guy was done, he ran off the stage to do a spontaneous stage-dive that no one was ready for.  They dropped him, and I was so scared that he broke his neck or something and the show would be over.  Then they lifted him up all right, only to drop him again.  Billie said what we were all thinking, “You stupid mother-fucker!”

TWO DAYS HOLY SHNIKEYS!

Yep, Mom, Erin, Rebecca, and I will be seeing Green Day live in concert in TWO DAYS!  I cannot wait!

Erin’s been showing me tons of videos from GD’s recent concerts, and at the shows they did in Madison Square Garden, Billie told stories.  The funniest one is about how he beat up a guy in a car that yelled at him:

I hope he tells us a story!

Just great.

I got my class schedule today, and I hate it.  I noticed that I’m not able to take an art class this year, because I have to take a prep class for the PSAE.  I have my hardest classes in the morning, and each of my classes are on the other side of the school as the one before and after it.  At least I have study hall in ROTC.

All I’m hoping for is that Erin and Rebecca have the same lunch period as me, and Erin and I have Ms. A’s classes at the same time.  I’m afraid to be in there alone.

Two days ago, Erin cut my hair.  She was only going to take an inch or two off, but Mom saw that she was cutting a lot more.  Mom took over and I could tell that Erin didn’t mean to cut that much, and that she was starting to get upset.  I really didn’t want her to feel bad, and I actually like my hair this way.  At first, I was mostly worried about what Matt would think of it.  He actually said I looked nice, it just wasn’t his preference.  Now I love that my hair is short.  I told Erin about how a few years ago, I was really depressed, and I got ten inches cut off of my hair.  Mom was worried that I would end up crying, but I felt so much better, and I think that was the only thing that got me out of my depression.

We don’t care if we cause a commotion

Remember the dress I wanted?  Well I finally got it today!  I love it so much.  I cannot wait to rock out at the Green Day concert in this thing.

Just for funsies:

We’re wicked crazy, yeah we’re all that.

I saw this video on MTV at 7:30 in the morning and loved it, and now I’m listening to it obsessivly.

I think it’s going to be my anthem for this school year.  At least until I get sick of it.

WANT.

Lately, I’ve been trying my hand at drawing, and I’m actually kind of impressed with what I’ve done.  The other day I drew a self-portrait.  I’m not to happy with the whole picture, but the right leg is amazing.  I’ll probably never be able to draw a leg like that again.

A few months ago, Mom and I were at the mall and we went into Hot Topic.  I saw this awesome black dress, but we didn’t buy it.  I’ve been thinking about it ever since then, and I’ve been considering going back and buying it.  It would be great to be able to wear that dress to the Green Day concert, but would I ever wear it again?

Now where does drawing and this dress intersect?  I’ll tell you!  I just finished drawing a picture of the dress, and I don’t think it’s too bad.

Here’s the original picture of it from Hot Topic’s website:

And here’s my interpretation of it:

tutu dress

tutu dress

 

Fortunately, I’m taking Art class this year.

Two weeks and four days

I cannot wait.  I was just texting Erin, and we’re both really excited for it.  I really hope that Mom can go with us, but it all depends on how she’s feeling and if she’s up for it.  If she’s not, then we’ll probably have to go with Dad.  Either way, it’s going to be an awesome show.

*Sigh*

We visited Mom yesterday, and she was pretty tired.  We didn’t stay too long, because she needed to rest.  Aunt Jane and Aunt Karen both called me, wondering how she was doing.  Erin also asked what her room number, so I guess she’ll be sending flowers or something, which Dad wanted to do today.

Matt’s busy with stuff at his house, because they’re making their porch bigger.  Hopefully I’ll be able to spend some time with him this weekend.  What I really need to do is figure out what we’re going to do around the house this week.  I need to do laundry, and I’ll probably have Erin or Rebecca come over to help give Suki a bath.  What I’ll probably most need help with is cooking, because I don’t think Mom will only want to eat microwaveable food.

Recovery

I was walking down the street today, and these three little kids were standing on the side of the road.  They waved at me and I waved back, and right after I passed them I could swear I heard one of the little girls saying, “She looks pretty.”  Now, before I left the house, I looked in the mirror at my frizzy hair and hoped no one noticed.  Besides the frizz, I was rocking a camo skirt and my kickass XX-Hi Converse, which always give me confidence anyway, but this compliment from a little girl gave me an extra boost. 

Mom had her surgery today, and she’s in recovery now.  Dad’s going to take me to the hospital later today, but he says she’ll probably be asleep.  She’s coming home on Saturday, and I hope that I’ll be able to take care of her.

My new favorite feminist site

I was reading Feministing, and they had a post about a new site for teenage feminists, by teenage feminists, called The FBomb.  I went to check it out, and it’s pretty cool.  It was started by a young woman named Julie Zeilinger, who is about my age.  The FBomb shows that teenage girls are actually involved in the world and have something to say about it!  It’s a community blog that anyone can write for, and I wish I had something of substance to write about, because it would be amazing to see my own writing on a site like that. 

Recently, The FBomb has posts about Cameron Diaz choosing to be a “non-breeder” and Midwest Teen Sex Show making a pilot for Comedy Central

Go check it out!

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