so last night was wierd. first i thought that this girl was going to pearl jam with me my friend orson and his "friend" shannon. well shannon and this girl, danielle are friends so danielle had shannon tell me she couldn't go because... are you ready for this... she had to "do laundry" look girls just have the balls to tell a guy "no." ok we are big boys and can handle a little rejection... so i ended up eating her ticket ($50) but i put a little salt on it and dipped it in my mararita and it wasn't so bad. so anyway right before we left 2 hours late because we were waiting for danielle i get a phonecall from this other girl peg or a message on my cell to be exact i had met her a few days earlyer and we exchanged numbers. so it made me feel good that SHE called ME. so anyway the three of us went to PJ and it was amazing truely amazing. the music touched my soul and changed it for the better. PJ are truely one of the greatest bands of all time. ok thats it.
i want to be wanted... i would love to be loved
i want to be wanted... i would love to be loved

xatreyux:
ok you gotta remind me though
pip:
I have your crush down to one of 5 girls. It is a girl right? (no judging, I just want to play the game and find out who the crush is) Only 3 of those girls left journal entries that actually went further than "nice meeting you".....am I getting warmer?