You wear me ouuuuut!

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Hahahahaha. Hahaha. Haha. I just spent $100 on My Chemical Romance tickets. Hahaha. This is me laughing so I don't cry.

Okay, let's ignore the money. Let's focus on the fact that they're THE BEST FUCKING SEATS IN THE HOUSE.



See that blue block near the bottom with the number "101"? See how it's right next to the stage? See how it's right next to Frankie's side of the stage?

YEAH. YEAH. IT'S LIKE THAT. THEY'LL BE RIGHT THERE. So close I could LICK them. OH MY GOD. I'M SO EXCITED I'M KIND OF VIBRATING. I'm almost more stressed about the expense and how my parents are going to react, but, I'm sure that will pass, and you know in a lifetime what's a hundred dollars (plus bus plus train plus plane, rinse and repeat, um.) compared to the memory of this experience? The next time I get the chance to see My Chem will most likely be a couple years from now, and the chances that I will still be freakishly passionate about them? Um, zero. Right now, I listen to them on repeat 24/7 (or, well, I did when I had an iPod!) and now I get to see them in the flesh. They're gonna BLOW MY FACE OFF. Or rather, OUR FACES OFF, because I am going with the fantaaaastic erode and we're going to have THE BEST TIME EVER.

*rocks back and forth* I'm okay I'm okay I'm (not) okay. :D

(FRAAAAAAAAANKIE.)

(ETA: Fuck. Fucking fuck in a fuck fuck. So here I thought my plane ticket would be nice and cheap, on the order of 10 Euro round trip. I click through to checkout and...... there's 60 Euro worth of taxes.

....

WHAT THE FUCK. I'm trying really hard not to cry. And I can't back out now. Obviously. Um um um my parents are going to MURDER. ME.)

ETA2! I just talked to my daddy, because I knew he would talk me down. I thought he'd be more disappointed than he was, but he was mostly ruefully amused, and affectionate. He said that he had no room to talk, being quite the wild child back in his college days, and that he just asks for some subsequent frugality from me. In conclusion? MY DAD IS THE BEST EVER. And no you can't have him :D So I feel much much better and can start SQUEALING MY BRAINS OUT because HI HI MCR FRANKIE AND GEE AND MIKEYWAY AND RAY AND MAYBE BOB. AMAAAAAAAAZING. (You wanna know the best part about the conversation with my Daddy? HE'S AN MCR FAN. YUP. COOLEST DAD EVER. He absolutely loves Three Cheers, because Ray is a guitar GENIUS, so my dad was like "What side of the stage are you on? Are you on the guitarist's side?" and I was like HAHA DADDY ILU.)

:D:D:D

Comments

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It's so LAME! I was like lalala, 99 cents there, 7 Euro back, woohoo! And then... total: 70 EURO! *facepalm* How freaking lame. And yes, that is on RyanAir. Sigh. I'm just gonna have to suck it up! And it's all good, really, cause my dad is awesome. *points at ETA2* Thanks for the advice hon :)

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no problem!

and yeah your dad (as i remember) was always pretty cool, although i think he yelled at me once for stealing peter venetos' crayon. but you know, i've decided to let that go haha.

ps. i wanna go back to CT and visit all my old teachers! i have no clue if mr. riedell is still there but i would love to see him plus your dad!

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Mr Reidell isnt there anymore, unfortunately! He left a couple years ago. Mrs. Eagleton, Mrs. Santoro, Mrs. Raidt... they're all still there, though I don't know if you had any of them! But of course my daddy's still there :)

Oh Peter Venetos. We had a complicated 13 years, LOL. I'm sure he deserved the theft of his crayon! Heehee.