Bands: #3

I have no excuse.

Sara: *Leaves for a month.*

Sara: I'm back!

Sara: *Leaves for another fifteen days.*

Sara: I HAVE A GOOD REASON.

Sara: You see, I was stalking people.

Sara: And I had a really awesome dream that the person I was stalking would kidnap and kill me. 

Sara: And I was at Andy Black's concert.

Sara: And I was listening to The Amity Affliction.

Everyone: WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH UPDATING A WATTPAD BOOK?!

Sara: Uh... Yeah I really don't have an excuse...

Everyone: *Unfollows.*

Sara: FUCK MY LIFE.

@uzanamae : STOP FUCKING EVERYTHING, YOU'RE ACE!

Sara: F U C K 

@uzanamae : STAHP FUCKING-

Sara: *Swears in Bosnian at an extremely loud volume.*

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You know what I hate? 

Random person: yourself?

No. Well, yes. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT.

You know what else I hate?

When I tell myself, "You're gonna post every day" and I end up posting once every twelve weeks. 

So let's clear up some shiz. (Quick sidenote: this is not a complaint or anything. Please don't think that I'm being all "OH MY GASSSHHH LIKEE DON'T YOU EVENN KNOWW HOWW DIFFICULLTTT ITT ISSS TOO WRITTEEE?!1/1?1!". In actual fact I'm just extremely bored in Chinese class with twenty-one minutes of class remaining.)

As I was saying...

1. Coming up with new band jokes/having new experiences regarding bands every day is difficult.

It may seem pretty simple, though when you've got two three hundred and seventy nine original chapters (yep, that many), all containing at least one "joke", it gradually becomes the same, washed up shit being used over and over again. And I know from reading other people's books that this is boring, annoying and just pathetic. Besides when I yell "USE PROTECTION" when seeing couples at school. That never gets old.

If you want an example, check out Leafyishere and RiceGum's videos. I used to love those. Until recently. 

2. Most of my "jokes" suck dick anyway.

Not to be that insecure bastard who's just trying to receive compliments, but most of what I say isn't even humorous. 

This is mostly due to the first point, though my jokes are pathetic. There's nothing interesting left to say about Brendon's forehead, and Pierce the Veil's long-ass time gap between albums is so fucked up that it's sad.

I could say a thousand things and none of it would be worth your time.

3. This may sound unbelievable, but I've actually matured. 

With the exception of dick jokes, sex jokes, romance jokes, life jokes, etc., I've matured. Okay, perhaps I haven't...

But I don't reference bands as much.

It's just a part of growing up, I guess. And I'm not here to tell y'all of how "I'VE LIKEE SOOO GROWNN UPP!!11!!1!", though I'm unprepared to say that I'm "the same" as before.

Writing about bands doesn't interest me anymore.

4. Compare my existence from a year ago to today.

A lot has changed. Here's a small list of things that have occurred in twelve months:

- I've gone from seeing zero rock/metal/etc. concerts live to viewing eight (with two more scheduled this year and one next year);

- A year ago, I thought I was straight (laughs for an excessively long period of time);

- September 7th 2015 I hadn't met any bands and now I've met three (The 1975, The 131's, Storm the Sky); 

- A year ago, I'd actually be bothered listing more examples.

I have a life!

The title of this point is a perfect example of the second reason. I seriously have no life.

So... where to from now?

Well, for a start, there's a Bring Me The Horizon concert that I'm attending in exactly seven days. I could fangirl over that if you wish. (I won't. Not here at least. That's why iMessage and private messaging exists.)

UPDATE: I left class and two days later I realised that I began writing this, thus why I continue...

I've got a rant: middle school couples.

But I'm lazy so that'll have to be a separate chapter.