the epic failure of my weekend

i had to make a very difficult decision,

and thought about it long and hard,

and against my gut, i chose the wrong answer

with high hopes.

i thought i had a flawless plan, but now i'm paying for it.

EDC, the reason i went to santa monica, also to see ariel,

was such a sad process, i can't even believe it happened.

the money spent, the hours getting ready, the hyped attitudes,

WASTED.

the tickets i was charged for, were failed to be given to

ariel and i because of reasons unbeknownst to either of us.

we spent three hours going from ticket booth, to ticket booth,

only to be told that the other ticket booth would have them.

bullshit. 

then we were turned away by "Customer Service", 

aka douchebag grooveticket emplyees,

to wait to be picked up at a McDonalds across the street,

IN SOUTH CENTRAL,

being tortured by the music playing from somewhere

we were supposed to be.

this weekend was one huge fail.

the only good thing about it was that i got to chill 

with my hippy sister ariel, and i was at the beach.

i love  you ariel, thankyou for everything this weeekendd.