I went to the doctors and he asked me if I was sexually active...I've never fucking met the guy and he asks me that. Rude! very awkward and Rude! And not in the Rudeboy sense either. So anyways he said nothing was wrong with me and gave me antibiotics. That doctor sucks ass let me tell you.
So the P!ATD show is monday and yes. I am renting a room at the Carlton with Sha and her friends. I dont care where I sleep...I'll be fine just give me a pillow. I'll fucking crash on Panic!s floor's hallway if i have too. No i'll be fine. As long as the room has a bathtub I should be good. I've slept in a bathtub before. Nothing wrong with doing it again...oh and I did the sleeping thing on my own free will. No booze was involved at all. See...Sean was right...i dont need alcohol...I would probably dance on tables for fun. I'm a weird child yes I know.
TOC I dont know if I can go or not. Shitty planning on their behalf. The show starts at five. And well I have an exam the next day. So I dont know if I can make it. Hopes sha gets me with her into Anti-Flag's press thingy cause I LOVE THEM! I can live without seeing TBS I think...I dont know...ok thats all i really had to say. I just needed to get this out of me:
FUCKING PANIC AT THE FUCKING DISCO BITCHES!
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