3 people I know went to the Delta Goodrem concert last year. They're nice people, and there aren't many that I will admit that I "respect", but these 3 are a part of that extremely short list.
But get this... They were so close to the stage, like so SO close, and they didn't throw anything at her!?!?! WTF?
I had a pretty good weekend, a few glitches aside, which leaves me to wonder what Squad-awful fate awaits me this coming week. That's the way it usually works, you see. My entire life whenever I am left feeling mildly happy, or after I've had a good time, something terrible happens sending me back to that dark place.
It's strange how the good memories and emotions never linger for long, yet the bad ones will strike you like the plague and refuse to leave for what usually turns out to be weeks on end.
Anyway, my fun weekend! It started on Friday night, I had a dinner to go to at a restaurant. I was nervous, I don't usually like mingling with society, but my arm was twisted so I bummed a lift with 2 friends. The dinner turned out good, and I was happy with my liter of red wine. Mmm... Wine. So there's a fun night right there.
Saturday was boring during the day, but that night I went to the movies. It was sort of fun, but there was this girl there who dislikes me immensely, for reasons totally unknown to me, and acts as if I don't exist. There's nothing worse than trying to have a conversation with someone, or greeting them, only to have them ignore you and never once look your direction. I once sat there and talked to this girl for about 10 minutes, she didn't once turn her head my direction, and all she did was grunt in reply. What a cow. But I'm trying to be the "bigger" person, so I'll continue to be civil. If she wants to be a total ass that's her problem, not mine. By the way, in regards to the movie - The Devil Wears Prada, it sucked. In fact, it sucked so bad that it's not even worth a detailed review. No plot=Disgruntled Chikory.
On Sunday, now this was good, there was food at the park, which was fun, followed by soccer in the afternoon. I actually shocked myself, because I don't usually get into sport. Years of primary school wankers making fun of my height and inability to run very fast have left me extremely self conscious about contributing to the team. However, I scored a goal and tripped a kid over. He landed on his face, and had I not been laughing so hard I would've asked how he was. It was the funniest scene though. Actually, the whole game was the funniest scene ever. No one seemed to know exactly who was on what team, and people were constantly passing the ball to the wrong person. Then there was Charlotte, who just lay in the middle of the field, and this guy named Zac who just wandered around chatting up 3 of the girls there. One was me, but he soon gave up when every time he came near me I insulted him. He saw the funny side, because hey, I'm that damn funny, but he wasn't getting anywhere so he went elsewhere. Thank goodness!
