Do Da Da
So guess what? I’m going to see Green Day on July 7th! And I’m oddly excited. Which is weird because:
It was just earlier today I felt weird about it. Some background? GD was my favourite band in grade 7, 8, and part of 9 too. But then I still loved them, but just stopped listening to them. Then, somethings and some people kind of ruined them for me. Then, in December they were on the cover Alternative Press and I was stoked again. But that wore off.
When the concert was announced, only two hours away from me, I felt bad because now I didn’t have an excuse not to go. If they didn’t come near then I wasn’t going to bother. I mean, I’m not even stoked on their new single. Quite frankly, I won’t jump out and buy the new album either.
But, but, but this afternoon I was thinking about it and got so excited. I’m going to see mother-bleeping Green Day! It’ll be such a blast. Oh mon dieu. So I’ll be going with sister, my bud Logan, her brother, her mom, her aunt and uncle and two cousins, and apparently also her two bandmates. It’s this big happy family thingy. It makes me laugh fairly hard. It’ll be a good time.
Can’t wait!
