over the past five days i've been to three concerts, aka i'm barely clinging to life. sydney and i saw dierks bentely (and chingy, who doesn't count) at asu for free, which was our first country concert and very enjoyable. although i only knew about two songs, he was good and we didn't have to pay. the next night was owl city and john mayer, which, as already discussed, was epic. then last night was something corporate, which there are no words to describe. it was the fifth anniversary of andrew's stem cell transplant, they were doing shots on stage, i have never seen anyone happier to be alive then those five boys. i could pull up the little thesaurus on my computer, but like i just said, there aren't any words that would do them justice. but, unlike the title suggests i did not see mayday parade, nor have i listened to them in probably a good two years. what i'm trying to say is that it's hard to listen to andrew croon konstantine while looking so in love or john mayer sing anything while you're upset. the little pieces of your broken heart start to press up against your chest and make it really uncomfortable. how's that imagery? thankfully these shows all pushed into one sleepless week have helped me realize a few things and hopefully left me for the better. that's all i'll say about that so that cayla our resident cynic doesn't get too upset.
i started school last week, and so far i still possess no motivation to do anything. i've been logging in and out of my online classes to make it look like i'm doing something. that little bird is still living in our backyard, we named him enrique. i'm going to go make some tea some hopefully i'll have a hint of a voice by the time i have to go to work today.
it's not hard to dream, you'll always be my Konstantine.
cheers,
lauren
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