I’m seeing Sara in less than two days, and I still haven’t written a letter or planned what I’m going to say to her or figured out what I want to bring for her to sign or what I should buy from the merch stand (though I’ll probably buy everything) or what to wear AND I AM STARTING TO FREAK OUT ABOUT THIS.

I’ve been waiting for a chance to meet her again since January 2011, and this night is SO incredibly important to me. It has to be perfect. It just has to. This concert kept me going throughout the entire semester, and I really need it to go well…. The prospect that she might not even come out after to meet fans because she has a really early concert the next day is terrifying me. I’ve heard great stories about her merch people so hopefully I can get something going with them in the worst case scenario. Why am I so socially awkward though?!

Just gotta work this out. If nothing else, it’ll be an amazing concert, as Sara’s always are. It’ll be great.

And just like that, I have finished The Big C. It is easily one of my favorite series I have ever watched. You just get so attached to the characters, and even though they had their moments where you just couldn’t stand them anymore, the final season wrapped up their stories so well. I don’t think I have been so emotional over a tv series before. Such a wonderful show…

Got some late-night reflecting going on right now… Tonight’s topic is how unsuccessful I am with guys, how any good guy I meet stops talking to me sooner or later, and how I will probably be alone forever. (Well at least until I graduate college… Maybe I’ll have better luck in the real world.)

I’m kind of in employment limbo right now because I’ve been waiting for a week now to hear back about a position I’m interviewing for, and until I find out if I can get this job or not, I can’t really go back to my old summer job… Conflicts, man. Doesn’t work.

So I guess I’m enjoying not having to worry about it being my fault that I’m not working right now. Usually everything is my fault, so this is a good change of pace.

This was random. But I just felt like writing something. Because I don’t really have much else to do.

Maybe I don’t want to be in employment limbo…