this is the story of a girl...

Festival volunteering this summer!

So, I just got a mail that confirmed that I’m a volunteer at Øya, the main festival going on in Oslo this summer. Yay!

Which means I work two days, get tickets for two days - and these tickets are way too expensive for me to buy any other way, so whee! Not that there’s that much I want to see, but Of Monsters and Men, Honningbarna and Slayer are some of the ones I’d like to catch. Have to see when my “boss” calls me. Excited!

back

oh yes, yes i am.

and voiceless as a result of screaming so much at the shows.

The Killers, Slipknot, The Prodigy, Bring Me The Horizon, Architects, Faith No More…
In total i saw 19 gigs, all awesome.

loved it!

but now i’m back home.

i ate enough when i was there - and it was good - but now i feel horrible for it. slowing down on that again - and now that i’m starting work it’s not a problem with people finding out either.

i still have that feeling of unhappy with myself, which is why i’m doing this. i don’t want pity or any of that, because i don’t even deserve it as i’m doing this to myself, i’m just writing this down.

i know i’m stupid to act like i do and do what i do, but for now that’s how things are. hopefully i’ll be able to change them sometime.

love,
emily

g’day

yesterday was a very good day.

i ate like a normal person. then, of course, my stomach started hurting like fuck, and i was miserable - but after talking a walk with two of my best friends and getting slushies at the kiosk and just sitting around talking about our messed up pasts it worked out.

god, we found out some shit about each other last night. openness ftw.

then we went home again, watched more movies, stayed up till 3 am (which meant that i’d been awake for 21 hours) and now i’m getting up. it’s noon, yayz.

i need to pack for the festival today… and i want to get another memory card for my camera, but that would mean i have to go to town, and considering i have to sleeping lazyasses in my house right now (aka best friends) i’m guessing that won’t happen. oh well, i can buy them in the town close to the festival arena.

i don’t think i’ll eat so much today, but i will eat.
talked to a girl that is one of my two best friends  in the world about it last night, i’d been waiting for her to yell at me for it (she read me like an open book most the time, just sometimes the page blows over and she misses a detail), and i needed that. i needed someone to care enought to say “you don’t get to do this. i won’t let you.”

i’ll go wake them up now. have a good one, peoples,
emily