Only ten more hours until the concert and it’s 9:17 am. So my parents don’t know that I’m going to the concert with Ali because I didn’t tell them. I asked my dad last month if I could go to his concert and it was an automatic, “NO.” But I will not take no for an answer because his new album Nothing Was The Same is too good to pass up! Sorry mom and dad, I’m going.
My lie was that I was going to stay after school to work on a project with Ali. My parents met her already and trust our friendship, so they don’t question anything when I say I’m going with her to do something. They also know she drives so that’s a bonus because my parents don’t like driving me places if I have a ride. So I know they’re lazy bums won’t pick me up from her house. Okay enough with the jibber jabber- so the concert starts at 7, and i’m sure it should be at least an hour and half to two hours along. I calculated the timings and we should get home by 10, if we beat traffic (because the drive to Tacoma dome is at least 40 minutes).
Here’s my plan. If my parents ask why it’s taking me so long to do the project it’s because we have to build a 3D model of a DNA and type up a few paragraphs of what DNA is… and also because we couldn’t start until 6 because she had to attend her O2 program. If they call me during the concert I’ll step outside and talk to them, and bring Ali with me if they need to hear her voice. And if they don’t believe it’s okay because there’s a good 3D model DNA in one of my class, I’ll just take a picture of that. So I’m good! I know I know, I sound paranoid… but I want to play it safe! I even logged out of my Instagram because my account is on my mom’s phone and I know I’m going to be posting pictures. Don’t worry, I’ll share some with you too! Ahh I can’t wait!
My friend just told me that Karma is a bitch, well I deserve this concert okay! I’ve worked so hard (that’s a lie) and I’ve had to put up with my family’s shit (,yes, typical teenager stuff). I would normally have a bad feeling about things, but I think today will work out well. And I don’t have that feeling where I think it’s too good to be true, and that’s great because if I do have that feeling then something will go wrong. Something always go wrong.