I think it hasn't sunk in yet, but it's officially official. I'm going to the FOB concert. There were no out bursts of joy at the ticket booth but I'm just taking it in. I'm going to the FOB concert. I just want to stare at my ticket for the next few mornings, afternoons and nights till the concert day rolls around. But of course, there's school, how could I ever forget? Sometimes I feel like gutting myself inside out so I don't have to go. School really takes up 90% of my thoughts, my energy, and my paranoia. I tried to do some sketching (no not on my non-existent new sketchpad) today, but it didn't go so well. I was going for this land of the living WEIRD, but it came out really out of focus. It looks as if I didn't really put much thought into what I was drawing exactly. I just drew, and actually, I was supposed to merge the different things together but HAH, fat chance of that. Damn, I'm screwy today. I can't focus, I think I'm developing A.D.D.

The Fall Out Boy concert is so close, I swear I can SMELL it. Pete Wentz (ohmagod) I think I'll explode.