where's my head at?

should i even start on how i won tickets to the ryan star's performance at the channel [v] party at hellzouk on friday night, and then how i couldnt take it because i wasnt 18 yet, and how i was almost given the meet-and-greet ticket but i couldnt take it because i THOUGHT i ended at 5 on friday(and there was not enough time), and then how i suddenly recalled that i end at 1pm on fridays, and how i almost thwarped myself for not thinking properly, and then how my teacher postponed the lesson on thursday to friday which meant that we ended at 5pm, and how creepy that felt(it was like i predicted it in my dreamy state), and then how i ended at 1pm again on friday because i was going for the monday lesson which meant that i probably would've been able to go in the first place?

i think not.

well, at least it was ryan star.
if it was Coldplay, i might've drowned myself.