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Okay so yesterday night Molly convinced me that we should go to this concert at modified arts studio at 407 E. Roosevelt. what the hell was I thinking in being lured to this place. I expected at least a mediocre rock band from the Valley to begin playing their original songs on some album that Lauren probably owns.
Wrong. Fuck I'm always wrong.
it turns out to be Jazz. okay I can deal with jazz but this was especially excruiating. the average age of the listeners as I observed was mid 30s males that were either jewish or wished they were jewish. these men who were watching were bobbing and swiveling their heads to the mellow chords and saxophone.
Okay Big Statment ( listen up): if you are not a)hipanic b) African american c) blessed by the powers of the voodoo master and have taken extensive dance lessons you ahve no rythym. Sorry to burst your bubble but your genetics do not allow you to move to music in a fluid and geniunely admirable way.
Anyways it was steaming hot in their because everyone was crampedc together. not only this but some smooth jazz fan invited himself to put his whole body in front of the only fan so his hot ass could cool down to a fairly normal temperature. so we went outside and I came to the conclusion next time...
I choose the band.
I love Molly still but I can forgive but not forget.
tomorrow is schedule pick up day and afterwards we be ridin' the city bus up to Fascist Square. Today I have art class. i like painting but Metals was far better because I was allowed to light a torch.

"We be burnin',
not concernin' what nobody have to say,
we be earnin' dollars, turnin dollars,
'cause we mind it while we pay..."

this week I'm doing something everyday to savor every second before school starts. I got a digital camera so I can candidly snap pictures of old women and naked cats. According to the paper my sign will have a ***** five star day*****. I think that is encouraging.

Advice:
Dance outside.
It might rain.