That last post was annoying me, so it's time to write something else.

Depotts concert today - FINALLY I made one. The next few they're playing in Maryland, and I can't get up there without major parental assitance (damn my illegal driving age; DAMN it!). They'd leave, and by the time they got home, it'd be time to pick me up again.

Anyway, I met a kid named John at the concert. It's about fucking time my buddy list had an "IRL Friends" section. Got his number, too, but I dunno if I'll ever call. (Does that make me a bad person?)

-sigh- I hate to talk so badly about my friends, but honestly... they sounded like 6th grade geese! They tried to get John and Miles to make out, and offered female-on-female makeout sessions in return.

This coming from straight females; not I. I wanted no part of this. None. Whatsoever. I told them numerous times that they were being stupid and immature - mind, I wasn't that blunt - and a half witted 10th grader agreed with me.

I love you guys, I really do, but... please. Please. -sigh-

So yes. This isn't my normal blogging style, but I must go play Gunbound.

Must.

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