Edward Sharpe isn't even his real name.

It's your birthday. I feel like I should call you, but I won't. I'll write on your wall instead.

Last night was edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros.

Cons

• Having to call Rosie's mom to put my camera in her car because there are no "professional cameras" allowed.
• Having to dump out my ice cold mango juice and replace it with room temperature water (probably filled with drugs)
• Looking down periodically and realizing again that I now have blue hair.
• Standing for what seemed like an eon waiting for The Entrance Band to get off the stage.
• Standing for what seemed like a few centuries waiting for Edwarde Sharp to come out.
• Being shoved
• Being push
• Being groped by some drunk man
• Not kissing the really-cute-kissing-kid
• Taking a picture of people kissing....(it was awkward?)
• Etc, etc.
• Worst Day EVER

Pros

• Getting to be pretty dang close to the front because we stood for so long and slowly moved up
• Standing next to some people are own age for a change.
• Doing extremely creepy things to/with them
• Mosh.
• Joining in on other peoples fist pump clumps ( i don't know what else to call it)
• The music. Oh my, the music.
• Being the first one in my area to realize that he was singing Lean on Me.
• Singing Lean on Me by myself for a few.
• The entire crowd singing Lean on Me.
• Home
• Punching annoying Utah kid
• Telling everyone to move aside because I'm a rebel with blue hair
• Etc, etc.
• BEST.DAY.EVER.

If i ever end up even close to the women on the bachelor please shoot me. thanks.

Last night after hours math homework ( which wasn't a waste of time or anything since I know for a FACT that every day when i grow up, people will be asking me what the cosine of a right triangle looks like on a graph and if i don't know...well that will just be plain embarrassing...) I sat down on the couch and casually flipped through the channels. I ended up watching the bachelor. and laughing. really hard.

mostly because how pathetically sad those women are.

they are all convinced that they love this "bachelor" and that they belong with him. Not like he's dating 10 other women or anything....and kissing them....and by the end sleeping with at least 3....yet they look at the camera and talk like all they want is this man, and to love him forever, meanwhile he's with another girl in a bikini on the beaches of Costa Rica.

when i find love, or love finds me, I'm going to know it's real.

an i promise never to live the lie, and tell myself that he loves me, when i know he doesn't. especially if he's sleeping with two other women, you know.

i'm still torn

between wanting to grow old with you

and wanting to stay young,

but it isn't really my choice.

so will you love me forever?

and will we sip tea on the porch 

and talk about the good old days?

call me darling and hold my hand. 

smile at me and tell me i'm beautiful. 

laugh your old man laugh

i'll smile my wrinkly smile.

who cares if we were influential in the world? 

who cares how much money we made?

as long as you're next to me, love,

i know we will succeed.