Randomness

In Texas. I'm kinda freaking out because it's hitting me now. I'm also all sorts of freaking out because I've never flown alone and I don't get all the technical shit you have to do before you can even board the damn plane. I've only flown once and it was like when I was 12. -_-

I'm stressed, paranoid and freaking the fuck out. It kinda makes me feel weird knowing I'm not going to be living here anymore. It's a bittersweet feeling but I know where I'm going is better for my mental ...

That seems to be the encouraging words I need to hear lately yet at the same time, they hold me back.

They literally protect me with reminding me that letting my old life die is a good thing. They also hold me back by me thinking that I need to be protected from leaving the confides of this cage I call home. I know I have to get out...it's just a process.

So far, I'm helping myself out by getting a temporary job working at Old Navy. It's a 20 minute drive outside of ...

See what I did there? Oh shut up, you know you giggled a bit. :P You honestly don't know how hard I fought to be able to go to this show. Oh my god, it was insane.

So yea, last night I attended the AFI/Green Day show in Dallas Texas at the *lame title* Superpages.com Center. So it's time to blog about it!

We (Brandy[rubbergoose87], Chris[my boyfriend] and I) left my house at I think 10am. We arrived to the East gate at around 11 or 11:30am. We were shocked that there ...

2 things.

1. I'm so sick of idiots. You aren't cute and you sure as hell aren't funny flaunting yourself about. Stop trying to be someone else for once and find yourself. Fuck...I swear if I had a quarter for every person I wanted to say this too, I'd be loaded.

and

2. I am moving. I'm going off to Illinois to live with Jessi, her boyfriend and another DFer named Roxie. They are both kick ass girls and I'm excited to write this new chapter in the book ...

I got my septum pierced today. I was scared as fuck that it was going to hurt like hell. I opted out of getting it pierced at a 14g because I figured I would die if I tried. (Not that I'm scared of 14g jewelry or needles becuase that's the gauge of my snakebites...) So I had mine pierced at a 16g. I have a horseshoe in it. The clamps hurt like a beast and the needle wasn't too fun either. On my pain scale, I'd say it was about a 5-6, maybe a 6 1/2. My eyes watered like crazy which pissed me off ...