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The title should be self-explanitory. Here is just where I will ramble on and on, a kinda, journal if you will. |
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Tim McGraw, Kenny Chesney, and Leather Pants |
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Last Friday was probably the best day of my entire life!! Well maybe not that good but it ranks right up there. Amanda and I got to see Tim McGraw and Kenny Chesney from the 7th row at the Pepsi Arena in Albany. The concert was awsome. We were so close to the stage! The opening act was Mark Collie who was ok and did alot of older country songs. Then Kenny Chesney came out. He is SO Sexy. He came out wearing TIGHT leather pants and this red shirt. He sang his new song "Don't Happen Twice". Let me just say that he is one of the sexiest men alive. Him of course and his friend Tim McGraw. When Tim came out he was in the middle of the arena, then he ran down our isle, and my seat being an isle seat, I got to touch him. I did try to grab his ass but the security guards were all around him and I didn't get to. He sang like every song I know of his. My favorite songs that he sang were, Indian Outlaw, Unbroken, Set This Circus Down, Something Like That, and Angel Boy. Towards the end of the show he took off his see-though black shirt for a wifebeater. At the very end of the show Kenny Chesney came out on stage and sang with him. At that point I was being pushed up against the stage trying to get autographs. I didn't get them but I did get groped, squished, and ran over. After Tim went off stage he came back on and threw off his wifebeater and into the crowd it went. I would have dove for it but there were speakers in my way and I probably would have gotten beat. Well when we left the arena we stopped at this rest area where we saw some of our friends who also were at the concert who had sucky seats(....like...ahem...BEN...) When we left there I realized that I had left my wallet at the rest stop and had to go back and get it. The only thing that was taken was my guitar pick that had been thrown at me during the concert. So Amanda being the wonderful person that she is gave me her pick that I wrestled away from the guitarist. That was my little adventure, and everyone who thought my country kick would end after the concert you were wrong!! You silly bastards.
Quote of the Day::: "In life pain is inevitable...suffering is optional"--Anonymous |
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Work, Perverted Little Kids, and more Bitching by me |
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Yes perverted little kids. I am filling in for Andy up at the Chases Lake Rec. Program and I have encountered more perverted kids in the past 3 days than I ever have before. There is this group of kids that every day call me either"honey mamma" or the new one today was "clevage queen" I'm like "Waaaa... huh?" These kids are like 10! It's actully kinda humorous. Other than being harassed by children its pretty fun up there. I don't do anything but play baseball or go on nature walks. Today I made sand art and sat on the beach by some swings so the kids could swing. I thought maybe you know I could catch up on my tan...and get paid for it.
You know what I have decided to give up on?( Well of course you don't know you aren't a mind reader and if you are what am I thinking right now?) People. Yeah people. In this small little insignificant exsistance of mine I can say that there are about 11 people who I can say that, if for some reason I were to leave this area, that I would miss. Really thats pretty sad. And I know that only about half of that number(no not 6 1/2 you get my point...) of people are really my true friends. The people who I would keep in contact with and who would keep in contact with me. You know who you are. I am just sick of putting all of my trust into people. All of my life I have bestowed all of my faith, and trust in people who told me they were my best friends, not who I really considered true friends. I guess I am just tired of getting let down, and being disappointed. I have tried to be what everone wants me to be and where has it gotten me? One step away from insanity, and another away from a nervous breakdown! So I have decided something. I'm just gonna be me. If you don't like it then you can kiss my ass. I refuse to let society pull me into thier trap on what is cool and what isn't! There I had to get that out. It's late and I like to ramble on and on. Well I gotta jet. Bye bye!!!
Quote of the Day::"It's not my fault"--Han Solo |
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July 25, 2001 |
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A Dream all too Real, and my Will |
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Don't you hate it when you have a dream that you could have sworn it was real? Last night I had a dream that I was a stewardess on an airplane and that on the plane was the entire New York Yankees baseball team. If anyone knows me I am a Yankee fan and a very big fan of Andy Pettitte and Derek Jeter. Well, I was waiting on them or something and the next thing I know Andy Pettitte and Derek Jeter are fighting over me. They are rolling in the isles, and knocking old people over. Then the pilot says that the plane is going down, and I woke up. I was really creepy, because I woke up and was expecting to wake up in a crashed airplane. Creepy. I wouldn't mind having Pettitte or Jeter. Yeah, me and about every other girl in America.
Oh yes my will. Now when boredom sets it self deep within someone many different things begin to spark interest in ones mind. Well I am so bored that I am going to write my will... sometime... |
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July 26, 2001 |
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