I hate secrets. I hate liars. I hate beggers. I hate hypocrites. But I'm guilty of all of them.
I've been really sad all weekend. I've been trying to hide it. But since I was home alone all day today it really hit me. I'm not exactly sure why I feel this way. I have an idea. But if that is what's making me so sad then it's just a stupid reason.
Going to the concert on Saturday didn't even cheer me up. I think it's because that show was such a huge let down to me.
I need to lower my expectations again.
And now I probably won't go see the Sassyback tour on Sunday. I was really looking forward to seeing Hit The Lights again. And seeing Sing It Loud for the first time. But whatever. I probably would have gotten mad at all the little girls screaming they love Gabe Saporta yet have no idea who Midtown is/was.
EDIT: Somehow everything was made better. I'm not sure what happened. Probably because I'm definitely going to Sassyback tour now. And I said what needed to be said. No more secrets right now :]
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