Music/23

Man, this year was full of music. Beautiful music!!

I had a feeling about my 23rd birthday, I'm not sure what kind of feeling, but something. I expected good things to happen on my 23rd. The best thing that I could think about is all the live performances that I got to see. The people that I got to share them with. I swear that is the hardest thing to choose. Who to go with...

And the hardship of tolerating some, because you have no other choice. That sucks. That is the worst realization. To think that you are just tolerating someone. It's kind of disgusting. Like, who wants to be in that shitty position, and accept it. Ugh. People are so stupid.

Back to the music...
If I remember correctly I saw Kings Of Leon first, and that was a lovely mission. I got the tickets for a theater in Chula Vista, which meant we had to drive close to San Diego from LA. We rented a car, we rented a room, and my sister and I drove to spend one night at a strangers house for my birthday weekend. It was uncommon, but at the same time it was wonderful. I loved it.
Then we went to see Blue October, and that was the best. Justin is like a God. His voice is just...beautiful. I had to contain the tears for that. Then seeing him again at the end of the year was even heartwarming.

There was Coachella, which was a lifetime experience, but I also almost died. Don't know what the hell exactly happened there, but I am still here. All those performances we caught: Bastille, Kid Cudi, Solange, Lana Del Rey, Outkast, Broken Bells, Lorde, Ellie Goulding, City and Colour, Zedd, Aloe Blacc, Calvin Harris, Cage The Elephant, and many more from a distance. Honestly, that was a good music experience. I just feel that going with friends would be much better. Can't wait for next year.

The All American Rejects, Arctic Monkeys, Linkin Park, 30 Seconds to Mars, Erik Hassle, Romeo Santos (mom!), Two Gallants, The Black Keys, The Backstreet Boys, Cage The Elephant (again!), and Walk The Moon.

And to those that I purchase tickets to but didn't ene going...
The Script, One Republic, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, The Used, Taking Back Sunday, and an acoustic set by Justin from Blue October.
I felt bad, and angry in most situations for missing you guys. Shit happens.

When I was 23 I went to a shit load of concerts, discovered a favorite beer, made out with strangers, had a fling, expressed my love for films (by constantly going to the movies), accepted credit card debt into my life. Enjoyed a family vacation to Vegas, then went to Vegas with friends. Ugh. Lost touch with some friends, but gain others. Welcomed D's baby into this world, lost touch with my first boss by gaining a different one. Momentarily gave up on school, thats still on lingo. Started reading crappy romance novels again. Saw the best movie ever! Guardians of the Galaxy. I swear I just love it because of the music. I expanded my taste in music. I've survive a year with a license without owning a car of my own. Hopefully that works in my favor when I look for car insurance in the future. I was suppose to graduate this year, but didn't. I didn't leave the country. Stayed safely at home. Went hiking sometimes. Didn't meet the love of my life, unfortunately. But did fall in love with different songs. Plus. I didn't gain a tattoo like I wished to do, but next year looks promising. Next year...should be good. I want things. I'm tired of needing things.

*So my sister just got flowers left outside our apartment door. That was sweet. My mother and I laughed.

ending..

I am really bad with keeping shit updated, unless you are twitter or instagram. I can't understand how I can rapidly update that and not even think about this.I remember when you were brand knew and wanted to be on here all the time. I guess the problem is that there really isn't much socializing on here. Like, who reads this shit? What's the point?

Fuck, the year is ending. I have no bragging rights as of now. I did bake some cookies a few days ago, they're pretty bomb. It's also going to be more than a year since I've had to deal with this horrible face of mine. I just don't understand why my face won't clear up. I wash it, most of the time. I try to be continuous in my face wash routings, but you know shit gets boring. Why can't they just stop coming out on their own, and leave me alone. I've suffered enough this year!!

I feel like I drank a lot this year, which led to many weird events in my life happening. No regrets! I mean, shit happens for a reason. That's my excuse for everything. Yeah, I'm not too sure how I feel about certain things that happened. I guess, I can't say much about it now because they already happened, and I couldn't changed them if I wanted to.

Life is weird.

I'm still waiting for the big BOOM. You know how everyone brags that you are here for a reason. You have a purpose in life to meet. I just don't know where exactly I fit in. Where do I find it. I've done some weird shit, and till this day I still don't know what the fuck. My only consolation is that I'm not stuck doing something I don't tolerate. Fuck that. Fuck discomfort, and fuck people that make you feel uncomfortable.

Moody feelings: I wish I was more grounded, but at the same time I still feel like I have some growing up to do. Like understand more fully that life is shit, and people work, and money is the devil. That everything has a fucken cost. Fuck that. I hate it. I hate money, and the power that it has. At the same time I don't think I would have the balls to survive like those travelers. How do they do it!?!?!?!?!?!??!