So in math today we’re taking a test so I put my iPod on. Oddly enoug Giving Yourself Away came on about 2 songs in and rather then skip past it, as I’ve been doing lately, I smiled. And somehow I knew that if GYA could make me smile again, then it was going to be okay. Maybe I’m crazy, but fft is gonna be great. Nothing’s gonna suck, unless I make it suck. I’m going to have a blasty blast with 2 of the people I love the most, yes that means I’m admitting to loving Jason. Fuck any awkwardness. Fuck Kirkland if he’s gonna be a dick. I’m going to see A BAND that I love, not 4 guys. And I’m stoked as hell.
So I called Serena tonight to see if she wanted pie, she ended up giving me Josh’s little sister, Sarah’s, number instead. We went to DuPar’s and all wanted the same pie so we figured we just get a whole one and eat it. They were out of Lemon Meringue pie so we went to 4 ‘n 20 and ask for one, but they only sell them to-go. So we bought a pie to-go and drove up to the top os a mountain and ate pie out of my trunk. It was dumb and fattening but super fun. I don’t know it was a great night.