Chance of a Life Time

You might think something as great as getting to see one of your favorite bands of all time perform live would make your heart leap from your chest at the very thought of it. But lately when I start to think of September 20th and having only three rows separating Anthony, Flea, John, Chad and I, I seem to feel guilty, and frustrated.

SM my "EX" (We really only had a small thing) got me the ticket. This was after everything between us was over too. Now all he does is make me feel like shit about taking the ticket. I didn't even know he got them in the first place, all I knew was that AS had tickets for us. I think that if he wanted the ticket he should have taken it.

Anyway he thinks I hate him, many 'a people have reassured him I don't. If I tried I'm quite positive he'd call me a bitch, slap me and tell me to make him a sandwich or something.

Does any of this even matter, he is a moody bum and I'm going to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I'm going with SM's bother and his friends along with SA, BA, and either SCM or HA not SM. Oh High School.