I’m Not Moving · September 27, 2009

Notice: I am hiatus at the moment. I’m so sorry, affiliates, I know I am being so slack. It’s just that… my dad has grounded me. Never happened before. Oh well. I am grounded for a few months, less than four. I promise I will be back ASAP, and I might be online on random lucky days.

Never fear, as I am only grounded because my dad wants me to bathe in this life he has given me. I am going out more often, spending my last years of childhood as a happy child. I’ll be a teenager next year and I can’t do anything about it.

I’m leaving my website open so people can still use my content. When I come back, I’ll have a new layout and better stuff. I have said this before, but I mean it. I will fix up my content and add some surprises. Idiots love games, right? Aren’t there a lot of idiots out there? That’s a hint.

At the moment, visit my super awesome hostee. She has an amazing website!

Affiliates, please don’t delete me! Most of you may be pissed off right now, I know. But each one of you mean so much to me.

Farewell for now,

Lee.

Last night, I went to The Script’s concert and stood in the front row. I had a good time.

I had to pick my mom up from work, so she left her car there and we had Oporto. I had a sore stomach after that but that doesn’t matter, does it?

The concert started off with Wes. It wasn’t too bad, but I didn’t really enjoy it. It was damn loud at first but I got used to it.

The audience was not really keen but they waved their arms to the music anyway.

After Wes finished, there was a fucking long god damn break which seemed like hours. I got bored and started to get dizzy. They were just taking their time and preparing everything… but I swear, it should’ve taken a lot less time!

Then The Script came. Oh my god. Yay.

The audience screamed so loud that it was louder than their music. It was, I’m serious! My brother was a bit apathetic and kept on complaining about how loud it was and sitting down but that was not my problem.

I only know a couple of their songs but the ones I didn’t know were amazing. We sang along to Breakeven and The Man Who Can’t Be Moved because they made us do it. The audience sang the first bit of Breakeven.

I came home in my dad’s car, the Hummer. LMAO. You don’t really get it, do you? Oh well, we listened to a bit of Anberlin on the way home. But my dad wanted pop music so we had to listen to that too.

Speaking of Anberlin, watch this. Skip to 0:50 or else.

LOL.