Dear diary; last week was awesome! I went to the concert! Finally.
Monday: i was at school, and looked out of the window. And all i thought about was 5sos. I was so sad that allllll the tickets were sold. All my friend were going. And i was just sitting there like i was doomed or whatever.. Them it began to rain. Best day ever. Not. When i was finally home, my brothers were outside, and i was watching tv, eating some crackers. This was one of the worst days ever?!
Thuesday: I went to school, again -.- and my friends were so sad for me. But it didn't help. At lunchtime, i checked my ipod, and all i saw was: OMG SO HAPPY TO GO TO THE CONCERT. OMG 5SOS HERE I COME.
uhg. People. Shut up?
We went to class, 10 minutes i was looking outside. Again. And i was wondering. Why ain't i lucky. Maybe there will be one day. But that day? When will that day be. Never.
FINALLY the bell ring. And my friends were talking about the concert, i was just crying "inside" but its the same. But no one cares about it. CAUSE THEY WERE GOING TO THE FK CONCERT. i hate my life. That was all my thought in one word. Hate.
Wednesday: My alarm didn't go off. FUCK IT. i raced to school. And every body was looking at me. I forgot to brush my hair. I LOOKED LIKE A POODLE. pfff.. Yey, another GREAT day. But then, lunchtime broke on. And when my friends told me something. My world did stop for a minute. THEY FIXED TICKETS FOR THE CONCERT. AND AT LEAST. ONE FOR ME! SO IT WASN'T THE WORST DAY, BUT THE BEST DAY OF MY FREAKING LIFE!
