So, I was worrying about wearing something authentically punk-rock-ish to the concert, featuring 30 Seconds to Mars on friday, as it will be my first 30StM concert. Then I realized that I would not be happy if I did that. I may look really cool, but I certainly would feel like one of the standard emo, slightly weirdo 30StM concert goers, see below.

I may or may not have found the
most frightening of the 30stm fans...
Maybe it's because I'm not super-happy with their new CD, or maybe it's because I've never really been one of their intense hardXcore fans, but whatever the case is, I'm feeling liberated as I declare that I am not going to change any part of me for them. There will be no zippers, and there will be no abundance of black. I have learned one thing from ontd_startrek, and that is that I am a GQMF, and I that's good enough! I will be there with my Pokémon sweatshirt, and my shit-eating grin, and probably with my Reindeer Antlers. Here's to being a crazy one.
In other news, one final down, one more to go. I did so badly on my Geology I'm surprised my scantron didn't spontaneously combust. It was a very bad situation on the whole filled with a lot of "Hmmm... I haven't used a B in a while." sort of thoughts. Like, I know I got one of them right, but the rest were basically me throwing my hands up in the air saying "fuck yeah! anything goes bitchez!!" So, good on me, I guess. /pulls out sword. To war! /rides into imaginary sunset.
Current Music: Vox Populi — 30 Seconds to MarsThis is a call to arms!
Gather Soldiers, time to go to war!Labels: 30 Seconds to Mars, adventure, exciting times, fail, finals, gqmf's being rad, happy, hip thrusting action in hurr, latin, music, silly silly, Star Trek, things of note, thoughts, weird